#ik its case in this scene let me live

[meowpy]

super quick thing cause i feel like shit lately but uhhhh hahahha yeahhhh. tars...............

[laylawatermelon]

I didn't like the dinner scene... Or the progression of Buck's relationship.

Let's talk about it!

I've been lurking and waiting to form my full opinion (away from my buddie mind) and I will compare the two.

I came in the fandom rather late and before season 7 aired. Buddie had been the consensus ship let's say.

I want to talk about these things

Bi buck

Bi buck episode

The aftermath

The rise of tommy

The fall of tommy

Buddie and BuckTommy relationship

The wheel

As a fan and a writer I recently started doing in depth analysis for my favorite TV shows to challenge myself and learn the trade I'm eventually going to work with.

I'll start with my problem/observation with the hamsterwheel --> bucktommy relationship --> separation of Buddie --> differences between the relationship.

First the hamster wheel I truly believed that when he mentioned having to work hard and it being new and different I really expected something special.

Now as a Buddie before this happened I was like OMG its happening. All the way up until the last part of 7x04 (where i promptly blacked all the way out) and that Buck was going to work for Eddie.

In the case of the preview and marketing they did in fact put a beautiful buddie shaped blanket over the whole thing and pulled it away for a new ship.

Now it would make sense some fans would be mad. Most people have an otp. That doesn't change with anything.

Buddie was still very prominent with all the female love intrests so it became confusing to me with the response but I'll get back to that in a minute.

The kiss (which he didn't ask before and it was really sudden / can argue Buck was okay with it cause hot guy duh but still a lil mehh) was quick. It felt very hamster wheel like he's jumping into something new.

Then subsequently in the other episode called you don't know me aka the BUCK!! date where a closeted joke was made (funny in tv but not in real life).

Granted Buck could've handled it better but he literally brain melted. Your straight (?) friend catches you on your literal first date with a man in secluded past of town. Yeah I'm taking myself outside for a sec.

The Evan thing also applies. On screen we haven't gotten a denounc

ement of the name Buck and what it means. I don't know it feels like two separate lives if I think about it.

He's Evan with him but Buck with everyone else (this is very convoluted).

That name thing has been and will continue to be debated. 🤷🏾‍♀️

The hamster wheel sped up expeditiously when he invited him to his sister's wedding. Right after Eddie stated he is rushing too fast.

(Which Buck also does due to ✨abandonment issues✨)

Then the bachelor party where he didn't dress up.

I know people made real life excuses but the things is I'm a canon more than a fanon person.

(yes buddie isn't canon hypocrisy ik but WAIT)

What I mean by that is that I take what characters say and do at face value. That information forms my opinions of them.

Unfortunately there's been about 7 years and all couple parallels with Buddie so my brain was like yep, that's canon.

When Tommy was being discussed at first (and now) I'm still saying as that he's a blank sheet that the fans who've wanted Buck to be in a loving reciprocal relationship so that's being projected on him.

So that equates to him being a let's say "out of character" personality in the online space.

I said in an episode analysis that Tommy's interested and not invested and I stand by that until the show proves other wise or writes their relationship on a deeper level.

Fanon Tommy's character would've worn a costume, hell they might've been the ones matching.

Because he's that dedicated and invested.

In canon, he didn't even come up with a simple enough reason and just brished it aside.

Now once again the you don't know me and writing wise it's significant that Buck's not acknowledged as Buck, and his lover isn't allowed to call him that. They're cooking something.

Idk what it is or if it's burning or not. But it's cooking regardless.

Deep conversations. Honesty with Eddie.

Tommy. Redirection and minimization. (and a smidgen of jealousy)

I also had some qualms about the sexualization of Buck's character or the minimization or common theme of Buck being used/useful.

They make it a poetic irony that the man who failed to be useful in saving/being savior baby then be used throughout his adult life.

Whether that be a substitute/donor for his older brother, a fantasy or story for some, or a quick fling/easy relationship the writers haven't fully gotten him out of the hamster wheel.

(but they're cooking ik it. Im praying. Im hoping. Please be cooking!!)

The writing of the relationship is failing it. Unless it should be like that.

For the rest of the topics I was talking about the bi buck episode and how much it meant to TV.

As we still know, Hollywood/American TV is a global thermometer let's say and tends to be discussed/acknowledged/distributed worldwide. As a result when certain things are done in the shows it can be a milestone.

I can admit I overlooked some things (as I am an avid hunter of media especially HAPPY! queer stories being told of POC and otherwise) so I can sometimes forget how impactful/important certain things are for the American/world audience to see.

Like henren, a black lesbian couple with a kid! Married! Both incredibly successful in their respective jobs.

Like that alone could be a TV show honestly.

That's why when Bi Buck happened I was happy. (I legitimately blacked out because I didn't see or hear the preview right after 🤣🤣 I was distressed when I came to)

But honestly I am still happy and proud that it happened.

I didn't get the significant of the extent of visibility of having a male (later in life is important!) come out or be acknowledged as bisexual.

Granted in cannon the word hasn't been uttered or expanded on but they head a rough 10 episodes so I'll give em some slack.

But as a viewer and a writer I see how important it is to have it happen and the significance of it through real life stories and anecdotes and for that I am happy for that party of the relationship. 🥺

I won't take that moment away from them. Was it perfect (including all the other stuff afterwards?) No.

But was it necessary and messy and awkward like real life? Absolutely yes and I love it.

This is peak TV I tell you. (I've never blacked out like that to TV before so that was a first🤣)

But on a real note I was excited (and neutral towards Buck and Tommy being together).

I still ride the Buddie ship all start for to the context clues (slutty dangerous barbell scene anyone??) that it may be confusion on his part or at least leaving the door partly open for Buddie.

(it really could be just gauging the audience reaction)

I won't really talk about the second half of Buddie sexual identity because that either deserves it own post and has to be expanded on.

(Eddie i beg. The women of the world DON'T need you right now. Be a beautiful centerpiece. Do not traumatize the women of la no more. Take care of your son. Don't go through treacherous roads. Take the journey elsewhere. I beg!!!)

But on a serious note I noticed the quick turn I would say on the characterization/head canon of Buck's love interest.

I find it interesting that for female counterparts there hasn't been such a response. (I have heard about Buck Taylor riders though)

(this is my inner thoughts. Very hot. 10/10. My soul was pleased. Couple? Awful. Friends? Brilliant. Taylor motives? Nah you can't be round me with all that sneaky stuff)

But her character was the most expanded on.

But with Tommy, most of what's stated about the relationship at the beginning was headcanon.

I think where the shows heading is to show the incompatibility between them.

Tommy's scenes so far have been casual, smooth and easy.

He doesn't mind a quick date. He doesn't want to dress up for the theme. He'll be there but it's not too important to fuss about it.

The deleted scene is avoidant (which may become a character trait about emotions) to deeper conversations. We see this reflected as well when they're at the dinner after Bobby's finally pulled through (and Buck lost his son😭😭 I'm not even on no shipper shit that's his baby😭😭) and he starts to be vulnerable.

I expected it to lean more towards a heartwarming or honest conversation but one again he shuts it down.

What I think they're going to do with his character/have been doing is show that he's avoidant to confrontation.

(i could argue that for his friend he might do more because the Eddie flying things still throws me for a loop in comparison to how they're portraying their relationship)

But I stick by the interested not invested point.

With the little screen time they've had to develop his character they've shown that it's not really endgame they're just incompatible. 🤷🏾‍♀️

Comparing the Buddie and Tommy relationship the investment/support becomes a bit evident.

Not matching with Tommy. Incompatible.

Matching with Eddie. Compatible.

Deep conversations. Honesty with Eddie.

Tommy. Redirection and minimization. (and a smidgen of jealousy)

Now you can argue (as a writer in gritting my teeth as I type this) if they do go down the route of his love "changed" me, it it's a possibility to write him becoming a better partner through love or sum.

As Buck is very emotional and he can get him to open up be more serious as he sees him taking it seriously.

As a buddie that killed me!!!!! but as a writer i had to speak up.

Anyways... If it goes that route I'll hate it a little. Hare it and like it seesaw kind of (look ik potential when i see it)

The hate part is that once again it'll be uaed/hamster wheel/i have to prove or gain your love or show that you appreciate me.

Like it cause who doesn't like a good you changed me by being yourself?

I'm a hater through and through. 😤

Tommy as a character I was neutral on at first. I'm still lukewarm about the relationship itself but the character is falling into the same old box all love interests get.

Not enough character but more than enough sex.

Regarding Buck's relationship they're always a give and take, Buck ending up being more of a giver (I'm not defending no white man for his mistakes though he do be doing some things side eye worthy).

But because the love interests are just that and not fleshed out characters, they end up not being able to stand on their own and be interesting enough outside of the one off appearances.

With the exception of Karen my love, my sweetness.

But most of Buck and Eddie's love interests can sometimes be reduced to props to move plot along/give character development.

(which as a writer i didn't hate as it's a multi lead drama series but..... If they want a long term partner to be introduced they can write it like Karen)

I can think of many scenarios and ways to actually make the character less off-putting to some.

Examples: more enthusiasm/effort actually being put in (or maybe that's where the statement Buck had to work for it applies? That Buck had to work for his love ??? I'm speculating now), being more straightforward, the jealously not being brought up like twice now.

Sirens are blasting with that one 🚨🚨

(The characters actions being vetoed off screen doesn't help either. It also applies to a lot of problematic things that sweep under the rug. Only the queer characters cheating? Violence against each other? Goading into drinks? Kissing/cheating? Manipulation?.... Eh it's drama but the cheating storylines and the characters it happens to makes me a lil 👀...)

All in all me and my homegirls not pleased.

I ain't been swayed anywhere and the way the wind in this writing ain't blowing nowhere.

[kiraversee]

Hi! In your magical girl svsss AU, how are the magical girls chosen?? Is it like a birth thing, or does it happen at some point when they are already a certain age?

Because if it is the second, I want to imagine a scene where SY is hanging out with some demon friends and suddenly he is chosen to become a magical girl (be it through a cute creature telling him or just sudden transformation) and both he and his demon friends start to panic because what????

I also want to know if, in the case SY becomes a magical girl (which I just realized could or could not happen), he could try to join a CQM to change the image people have of demons from the inside!

Sorry for the long ask, I just saw your post and got really excited about it!! ✨️🎍✨️

YOU LITERALLY DON'T UNDERSTAND HOW EXCITED I WAS FOR THIS ASK!! LIKE I WAS SO EXCITED(and shy) THAT I COULDN'T READ IT! I HAD TO HAVE MY FRIEND READ IT FIRST THEN TELL ME WHAT YOU SAID!! I AM SO GLAD YOU WERE INTERESTED IN MY LITTLE AU! AHHH I'M SMILING!! also to answer your question, it is from birth and being chosen! Let me explain with a little storytelling:D.

(ps theres a short version of this story under the cut since ik some people like to get to the point:D)

The first ever magical girls were lovely people who fought demons and saved the world countless of times, even though they had to fight demons multiple times even almost risking their lives! They still had time to be in love~ as they grow older they married their now spouse's in a grand ceremony.

In the far future the angel helper that was sent to help the magical girls warned that if a magical girl decided to retire and have children, the power they have now will be distributed upon the magical girls children, leaving the magical girls without magic anymore (ofc if they decide to have children). As the children of the magical girls grow up, they also fall in love and the cycle continues for as long as that magic last. Once many generations have been passed, the magical girls power will be so faint that you will not even be able to do any simple magic spells

If a magical girl does not wish to have children, they will not grow old like the normal humans because the magical girls power is from the heaven's itself, as long as they have their powers they will grow old and slowly die of old age without any health problems.

There was less and less magical girls in the world. The heaven's thought it was a problem because the demons, without strong enough magical girls were reeking havoc again! The heaven's held a meeting and decided to send down angel helpers once in a while to give powers to the most qualified humans the magical girl powers.

Boom done storytime! (Heres a shorter version so u don't have to read all that) So if the magical girls has children, they will inherit the power and the cycle of childbirth continues until the magical girl power eventually just goes poof bc theres so little of it! If a magical girl doesn't want to have children they will grow old and die slowly bc.. powers!!! Once in a while the heaven's will like send an angel helper to give humans magical girl powers.

Actually i do wanna touch on the magical girls power giving thing bc its actually really interesting to me off course!

The heaven's sends out tiny angel helpers to give humans magical girl powers by giving them accessories that pierce into your body, (like an earring) energy will start to invade your immune system and slowly merge with your cells while slowly changing them to be different from a human cells! So technically if you want to like donate blood you can't anymore bc your blood ain't no type A or B anymore, its Type SMG or what it stands for, SPARKLY. MAGICAL. GURL.

Also (i say also a lot) your shen yuan idea is amazing! Like omg! Like that would be so cool if one day its just like

SY: *hanging out with demons then a very sparkly light falls from the sky*

Demons: "what the f-"

Angel: "WAHHHH THAT FALL HURT! I SHOULD'VE USED MY WINGS 😭"

demon's and SY: *extremely confused????One demon sneaks up and hits it with a pan, Rapunzel style!*

(I'm not very good with skits so if any of y'all have a better skit ideas, share em! I would love to read em!)

Boom that short skit of how i imagine that scenario would go! I've decided to give SY clingy angel helper bc rivalry with binghe why not.

Oh yeah to answer your question, I could definitely see SY joining CQM bc he wants his demon friends to live freely in the human world!

Also i very very veryyyy much appreciate your ask! It was also very fun to read how much you enjoy my au!! I'm terribly sorry if there is any grammar mistakes😅 or if my explanations are very confusing! English is not my first language... (its my 3rd language)

[i-have-dots-in-my-brain]

its time to explain my persona lol

my persona is an eldritch god that can travel through universes and draw things into existence (ik its mary sue but LET ME HAVE THIS)

okay lemme explain a little. persona (i'll just call them that bcus im lazy) was made up of the code and pixels of a secret joke boss in a video game (the boss having said powers of my persona). but they never made it into the game, but combined with raw, human emotional chaos (idk why that was there) somwhere in the universe

eventually, they mushed into my persona! me, basically. nuke (the tiger) is my familiar that i summon with my tablet pen that turns into my battle axe. if my pen runs out of battery, nuke starts fading into lower frame rates and eventually disappears (he runs out of animation frames, those frames are powered by the pen)

my persona has been spotted in many worlds( my hyperfixation's worlds), they consider the characters to be part of the story, watching them for their own interest. they usually don't help out unless they're motivated by unknown reasons (me crying bcs THAT CHARACTER DID NOT DESERVE THAT) or to make the story more interesting

they can make worlds or humans/things if they wanted to. they like to tell stories and like talking to people

right now, this is how my persona is involved with my hyperfixations:

SCP : they're an scp that the O-5 council finds troublesome. humanoid scp that gets special rights because they can end the world (did i mention they can do that?). they know a lot about everyone in the foundation (bcus i read the files) they escape whenever there's already a containment breach happening and they mostly use the time to explore the facility without restriction. so far, they've had a therapy session with Dr Glass (ended with more questions and them eating the recording tape, but went well), pissed off Dr Clef and eaten one of Dr Kondraki's butterflies. they have a lot of knowledge of classified stuff. 423 mentions them being a fun story partner.

hetalia : ITS THE REAL WORLD THEY'RE ME LIVING NORMALLY

genshin : random traveler (not THE traveler) that runs around being weird (everyone hates them) stealing shit and making the archons pissed (they're a god that survived the archon war by sleeping through it in a cave, they didn't even realise the war happened lol)

ddlc : they're a background random classmate that sleeps in the back of the literature club classroom (they never interact with anyone and monika doesn't delete them) in the ending, you can't find their character file. if you ask the other club members about them here are their responses : natsuki "Oh them? they just snooze here like a lazy bum! ...but they like manga too, which is nice." yuri "...I think I take english class with them. I didn't notice they slept here afterschool. I wonder what kinds of dreams they're having." monika "you mean the student sleeping in the back? they're not important." sayori "oh, I never noticed them before! aren't they cold? we should bring a blanket for them next time!"

Demon Slayer : they're a background slayer. apparently they didn't even join the corps. they just walked out of the final selection forest and stole a kasugai crow. their weapon is a battle axe. it's unknown if it's made from nichirin or not. a lot of the corp members think they're a demon. muzan mentions them as a pest and a hinderance (they saw the blue spider flowers and went munch munch just when muzan showed up) at the end of the final battle, you can see them chilling on a boat (presumably headed back to china????) they don't speak, and they write their name in chinese.

apothecary diaries : they're in the background of all the cases maomao solves. maomao feels like there's someone watching her, but not with malicious intent. they're not a servant and dress in more northern fashion (like from ancient beijing) and they wear shorts. their silhouette can be seen in scenes with windows. it's mentioned that they visited the lotus house and visited the three princesses (but they didn't do anything and just talked a lot the entire time while talking to the princesses) granny thought they were a weirdo, looking too young to visit a brothel, but accepted it cuz they were paying a lot.

PJO : weirdo demigod that dionysus seems to find sus. participated in all of the battles (group ones with the entire camps). the rest of the camp theorises about what they are (they don't live in any of the cabins) no one know's their name. chiron doesn't know about them. during the battle for manhattan they can be seen in the background stealing things from shops. percy notices them at every one of his schools, but they don't go to classes and no one else shows recognition of their prescence.

MASHLE : a bg character that eats cream puffs. nothing else. no mentions other than always being at the cream puff bakery

inside job : everywhere, never talks, always watching

spiderverse : a rando in the spiderverse. no one know's how they got here. they seem to be pissed at miguel for some reason. they don't have a watch. they're in the chase scene but they just slowly walk as they watch everything (while eating a miguel burger).

HAZBIN : they sleep in one of the hotel's rooms. somehow, no one has noticed. they're in every group scene, usually peeking out from behind something.

helluva : they're at the doctor in s2, ep 4. just napping on one of the chairs.

harry potter : they're sleeping in the chamber of secrets. and in the room of requirement. and at the train station in the last book where dumbledore is. and flashbacks. just sleepin.

thats around it lol

[xx-psych0-rabbit-xx]

top 5 robot characters

ok brain do noooot fail me now lets recall some cool robots.also ive decided to rate them on both how much i like them n how interesting i find the usage of them being robots.tho apology before hand it seems two robots who r only those in quotes due to technicalities made their way in

5.five pebbles (rain world)

ok so i love pebbles V dearly.character i heavily sympathize w, frankly one of my only favorites who actually expresses regret over doing bad things.that being said.hes.hes a giant computer im only letting him in here bc the iterator puppets border on being robots, n i think the way theyre used is cool! its a rly neat way of making iterators able to communicate w the player n the way theyre kinda puppeteered around by that giant arm is rly cool.but again barely counts.thin ice buddy.if anything moons a bit cooler bc she lost most of the computer part yeah actually pretend shes in the title of the entry too my girl deserves it.she put up w sm.

4.susie (kirby)

susie.is a weird case where.idk man we just dont know! shes a robot *to me* but ive seen ppl treat her like a cyborg some other mechanical being or straight up just some fucked up looking alien.n theres not a lot of robot thingies going on w her either.this always disappointed me a bit so its my lifes work to make my susie gijinka as explicitly a robot as possible.that being said still got no explanation for how she eats.shes just superior ig

3.metatton (undertale)

the trans allegory w how his body was made perfect for him n he loves it is rly cool but its been literally nearly a decade since my undertale phase so i sadly have lost a lot of my attachment, hes a rly entertaining character n all of his designs r rly good (someone saying they were struggling w beating his boss bc they were scared of their mom walking in on them fighting him n having to explain why the robot has such sexy legs lives in my head rent free) (also neo deserved better?? im still mad toby made it a fake out comedic fight </3)

2.gir (invader zim)

i have to obligatorily bring up gir bc.cmon this is a 2000s scene girl blog.he just has such a cute little design n bc its a cartoon its all squishy n stretchy n its so fun.that being said.idk i just dont have a lot of robot centered points to give him hes just a nifty little man made out of rubber metal

honorable mention:metal sonic (sonic)

i cant go without reminding everyone my boy exists.cmon its metal sonic.tragic guy ever.trapped in a narrative in a cell of capitalism bc any development to him would change too much from the status quo.i love him.his design is so fun its such a neat way to make a robotic sonic.his counterparts like chaos n shard n all the other robot sonic models all got cool points too ! great guy

1.cyn (murder drones)

ik ik i just bought her up i have her in my icon i kin her this is a safe blog for painfully biased ppl.but the reason cyn of all the drones wins number one spot for me is bc of how she moves n talks ! being a zombie drone she doesnt seem to function properly, shes constantly fixing her head from falling over n walking around a bit cowered n generally seems her movements dont flow naturally, she announces her actions while doing them (likely bc of some error from the zombie thing just making her naturally do that) n fully borrows her voice from the absolute solver (likely bc of some issue w her own) n generally the fact shes a robot that accidentally rebooted after being discarded n is clearly not running as intended is rly visible n i love it !!! i love robot characters whose roboticism is extremely relevant to their whole character instead of just being a quirky design thing.n ofc this all also resembles how puppets move which is such a fun double meaning thing to how shes the absolute solvers first host

[loopingpyre]

Yayy! It's cute for both sides! Yep, yep I hear in the track and yeah the diving is usually before the character drops their big emotional hangup.

Let's see. I think Shogo, Kotono, Ayana, Eiji are the adults (21+). Kensuke I think is in between (18-21) because university feels more fitting for his personal issues. I'd say the rest (Kotaro, Naruko, Mifue, Suzuna) are high schoolers. MC could go anywhere from 17-??? but I imagine the intent is around 17-18. Ayana age gap yuri…

I forgot to mention but the Nameless Girl sublot was fun to follow. Interesting way of wrapping it up. I think the game nudges you towards the unborn child option with all the enigmas and her being nameless but I could maybe see the case for the other two options. It was cool though. Can someone who isn't born have a trauma that pulls them into mobius? Is it something to do with the mother projecting it? Is Mu just grabbing anyone who likes her music? It's open and vague but there's a lot to think about.

On the musicians side. Not too many new eps. One for Thorn and a few for Kuchinashi. Thorn bullying Mu on these dates makes me sad. That said I've now seen Thorn lose it twice. Once when she brought up someone else (Thorn implied she's using their appearance in Mobius) and now when I accidentally quoted Shogo to her. Funny, but also interesting to see she isn't as emotionless as she presents. Kuchinashi's eps were a lot of feels bad. I like how most of the gang at least tries to be nice and accommodating. The musicians definitely feel more independent than the Go-home club but its cool to see them get together. I imagine the Eiji tie in is coming. Speaking of, it looks like the game assumed I'd do the musician library segment before Eiji's eps. Oops.

I kinda expected a heavier plot but Ike-P's arc was very straightforward. Curious where the character eps will go with him. Izuru's part was something I thought would come later, but I liked the moment at the end with his face. I like that the player doesn't get to see it. Makes it hit harder to leave it up to your imaginations.

Now the character eps! Lots of bombshells. Firstly, we wrapped up Ayana. Her gift was very her and also a nice soft confession. Shame on Aria for not being supportive of Ayana being a lesbian though! Still, I like how Ayana is taking steps but isn't just hanging out with the guys like she isn't working through a massive personal issue. Kotono has a Kotokid! Wasn't expecting that mostly because I find that similar settings/stories shy away from the implication that a party member has had sex. Her being a mom makes her pettiness with Mirei funnier. I like how Mu kind of grabs her in a moment of weakness which is totally understandable for a single mom and also another example of how Mu fails to understand people. I wonder what the stalker bit is about though. Hmm. Kensuke's concern about growing up and living a boring life are something I totally get. It's why I think he fits more as a university student. The aimlessness and dread of getting a regular job. It sucks! And as someone who works a job most people find very boring I totally get it. And I like how he's the most torn between leaving and running away from his problems. Aria is actually decent in a lot of these scenes where she tries to be supportive in the ways Mu fails to be. Some of those comments on Naruko's story felt 1-1 to comments I've seen on fics and reviews. Miserable feeling. The troll reveal makes sense with how her behavior was for a lot of the early portion of the game. Kotaro being quiet and defeated in these two eps was rough. It was cute how Aria wanted to beat the crap out of his cousin but I also liked how Kotaro felt a more mature here. It was refreshing with how much of a punching bag he is in the story scenes. Called the Mifue stuff. Mostly. Didn't expect her to be in such bad shape she was in the hospital though. Makes her comment about having those volleyball rewards more depressing. As supportive as Aria was for a lot of these, her randomly dropping the ball with Suzuna sure was something. Suzuna being bullied feels like it was so obvious that I'm surprised it didn't click earlier. Finally made some headway into Izuru's story. So he's clearly got a scar or some sort on his face. Based on Ike-P's comments it wasn't something that was always there. So the real question is if its self inflicted or it was due to an accident. There's definitely some self harm angle considering Izuru tries to cut his own face and implies he's done it before. Him "needing" it as well. Is it just an image thing or is it rebelling against his controlling mom or something else? Invested into everyone's story now! I like how the moments you dive deeper or just see more of the raw moments with the characters its always awkward and hurtful. The game even gives you the options to just be done with them/judge them if you so choose. Harsh and cruel but it fits. Looking forward to the Shogo stuff. I imagine the Eiji conclusion is on the horizon. I should look into the flowers and the imagery on the character art! Hope your week is going well!

Yay yay yay yay! Nanami is such a strange sidequest and a real enigma in Mobius' consistency. Maybe that was the point, I'm still not sure. It's very interesting to think about. Kuchinashi's rank is so much just, 'you live like this' style unhealthy coping to a crazy degree. It's so funny Kotono has a kid, like they sure went and gave her the close-to-gravure promo shots and paired her up with the MC for art and then it hits you with this link. Keeping this very light, because most of my comments on characters are all with future info and you aren't quite there yet but im super glad you're enjoying the chaos club. It's fun to call the stuff because like, even if you do, it's not like it would be polite for the MC to raise it? (mostly) They really like the flower motifs. Hopefully I can finish this article ive been working on between work in order to write about cool fun things. Like Caligula.

[finitevoid]

in case you couldnt tell i bounce back and forth between making this a sitcom where soren gets driven to school by his mom and a bleaker proper translation of tellius into pittsburgh. also i dont have this stuff thought out or written down my train of thought is literally these asks. i like the idea of a pittsburgh streets version of tellius. cyclical nature of poverty and violence in a modern urban setting would be an interesting retelling of you know. war. and obviously racism in a modern and urban (>pittsburgh >urban) context. in this version i do want them to be high schoolers though so they would still be a little younger than in canon. lets see... greil gets shot and killed in the beginning of the plot and sheltered ike goes on a journey. soren is in the system with stefan, the branded remain the same. no almedha just yet. ikesoren greil childhood stupidity is still canon yes ike was mowing the lawn for that switch. but then i go past that and it gets kind of corny. i do not want a word for word reimplementation of street politics of pittsburgh into a tellius au. thats in bad taste. as well as recontextualizing said politics into being one where races are pit against each other any more than they already are. or taking pittsburghs racial issues but making them about laguz. what do i take from pittsburgh besides its appearance and destitution? Maybe it shouldve ended at being silly. there is good room for exploration though pittsburgh is a bit too specific of a setting. tellius ends on a pessimistic note in my eyes where ikes only solution was to leave and i appreciate that since there cant be a winning over a jrpg bad in a place like pittsbrgh ummm...

ive been watching the wire (@ your dad... its not just a cop show wahhhh) and i find the portrayal of how the institutions that created the problems and cycle in the first place will implement solutions to their own creations that people will cheer for only for those to come with their own baggage interesting. children failing at school because of the lack of relevance the subjects they learn at school have, them in a lot of ways already being adults, not just for what theyve lived through, but also already being made to be perfect pawns in a system that can only perpetuate itself and its own problems. that show is on my mind a lot lately "its unsentimental, cold eye-- is captured in this scene. These kids aren't really kids; they just look like it. Really they're just raw movers of capital, training for optimum efficiency. They don't take school seriously because they're already full-time workers." oh...

prumano worked well since it was just exploring european immigration into a predominantly american born white city descended from european immigrants and its like. this is straight forward. i have to commit to actual worldbuilding instead of whimsical bits for ikesoren eventualyl

we have very different ways of approaching this. i can have like entire lore bibles for my work but when prompted to describe it stream of consciousness like this my entire train of thought derails itself and im just like Ummmmmmmmm. Uh. ?

i like that you call your darker ideas corny. i write melodramatic fanfiction nothing you tell me will seem corny. and none of this is silly anyway. retelling a jrpg in the context of an urban city from the perspective of those trapped in cycles of poverty and violence could work really well but yeah i agree there is also a lot of room for that to go badly

i dont think my father calling it a cop show is meant as an insult. He likes cop shows. but i trust your opinion over his anyway . Im glad its thought provoking media that you are enjoying. what you describe paints a vivid picture of children forced into adulthood by circumstances. ive never watched the wire

tellius complex worldbuilding vs [problematic anime] being about real life europe

[foibles-fables]

hey i was hoping for some advice on how to stop planning fics and actually START?? like i feel like i have to plan out every chapter and then just feel paralysis at actually starting at the fear of the fic derailing into something else (which is part of the beauty ik) any advice helps :’(

HELLO NONNY! First of all, totally flattered you'd want to come here for advice. Second, gosh, yes, this is one of the most difficult parts of fic writing. Happy to try to help out, though this might get long!

So I see that you're primarily concerned with multi-chaptered/longfics here! It's been a minute since I've hunkered down to work on one of those myself--but this is a good warm-up question for me, as I've got a couple current ideas (including original work) that would necessitate more long-term planning.

When you're writing and publishing a longfic, you pretty much have three options, each with a varying degree of rigidity.

Plan your entire fic (however you like--outline, flow chart, etc.!) and finish writing it in its entirety before posting on a schedule per chapter. Benefits here include the ability to let your plot/characters grow organically without being bound to something you've already posted. No worries about a plot "derailing" if you're able to course-correct something earlier in the midst of it! Also, you're able to write in genuinely any order in this case. Downside, though, is that motivation can be a struggle here.

Plan your entire fic roughly and start writing at the beginning. Give yourself a few chapters of leeway (maybe 3-4 ahead of posting??) and post on a schedule while working on future chapters. You'll still be able to account for organic growth, here, but you are more bound by items that have already been posted. A good plus, though, is the motivation you might get from readers along the way.

Plan your entire fic, start writing at the beginning, and post chapters as they're finished without leeway. GREAT for feedback, but it's super easy to get yourself stuck as new ideas develop.

For an original work with the goal of publication, obviously, I'd use option one. For fic writing and posting on AO3, though, I'd make it my goal to pursue option 2. It's a really nice balance of keeping yourself and your plot on track but also picking up some sweet serotonin along the way.

Regardless of your posting method, it also seems like you'd benefit from hearing how I plan longfics in general. Using a typical indentation format, I start with the bare-bones structure of the plot to help determine chapter breaks (which can change as the actual writing occurs) and overall actions. Once I have the main ideas spelled out, I'll go back and fill out each section into as much detail I have in mind at the time. This will definitely vary chapter section by chapter section. Some ideas will already be specifically developed! Others might stay bareboned.

From there, I head to the opening chapter, as I personally write in order (you might not!). I'll fill in the chapter section with as much detail as possible (scenes, dialogue, in-depth prose notes, etc.) to make actually writing out the chapter as easy as possible for me. Using an excerpt from one of my longfic outlines, here's how a ready-to-be-written chapter section might look:

also note how messy they actually are lol

Once I have that level of detail done, I'll write the chapter. It really helps because while the planning was still "planning," it becomes a lot easier to translate the Plan into actual prose. After the chapter drafted and then finished, I'll move on to the next section and flesh it out exactly the same way before writing. Rinse and repeat!

That way, I have my overarching framework all good to go, but the little living details are the ones that can change as the work itself is completed! I think it's a happy medium between rigidity and natural flow, in which neither really impedes the other.

Bottom line, though? Best way to start writing is to just start. Easier said than done, and something that's really hard for my brain to accept as well. It's a universal struggle. But when you find the tools that work for You, it's fantastic!

God this got so much longer than I intended. Apologies and thanks if you sat through all of this without your eyes glazing over. As for me, I'm off to keep agonizing over planning and actually starting various one-shots, lmao.

[waitimcomingtoo]

I’m Not Half as Bad as You’ve Been Told

Pairing: Loki x Reader

Synopsis: Loki is arrested by the TVA for what he did to you 

This can be read on it’s own or as a spin off of in case you don’t live forever

Masterlist

Loki woke up in the Gobi Dessert in Mongolia after being ejected from the sky. The last thing he remembered was taking the tesseract after getting caught by the Avengers in New York. When he opened his eyes, he was met with four armed guards with their weapons pointed at them.

“Hunter B-15 with the Time Variance Authority here. Appears to be a standard sequence violation.” Hunter B-15 read off a small monitor. “Oh and look at that, you’re one of the TVA’s most wanted.”

“I beg your pardon?” Loki asked as he got off the ground.

“Hands up.” Hunter B-15 raised her weapon. “You’re coming with us.”

Before Loki could protest, he was knocked out and had a collar placed around his neck. He was brought to the TVA headquarters and handed off to Agent Mobius after being screened.

“Loki Laufeyson. I’m agent Mobius.” Mobius introduced himself as Loki tugged at his collar. “I hear the Time Keepers find you guilty of tampering with the sacred timeline.”

“The what?” Loki huffed.

“The sacred timeline. Looks like you stole the tesseract and committed crimes against the midgardian Y/n L/n.” The Mobius read off Loki’s file.

“Y/n?” Loki stumbled back at the unexpected mention of your name. “This is about her?”

“That’s part of your charges, yes. You’ll be given more details at your trial. But I’d ike to have a talk with you first. Come this way.” Mobius nodded towards the side and lead Loki to a room with a projector on a long conference table.

“What does this have to do with Y/n? Where is she? Is she all right?” Loki asked as he took a seat behind the projector. He had worried about you since the day you left him, even after you told him you never wanted to see him again.

“She’s fine.” Mobius assured him. “Even after you got a hold of her.”

“Is she here?” Loki hoped. “Could I see her?”

“No.” Mobius answered, making Loki’s face crumple. “She’s on Earth. You know, her home.”

“I know Midgard is her home.” Loki narrowed his eyes. “I also know how much she hated it there. But this all happened ages ago. Why am I being arrested for it now?”

“Well when you took the tesseract from its set path, the TVA was alerted and noticed that this wasn’t your first offense of tampering with the sacred time line. They saw that Y/n L/n never made it back to earth in 2019 after going to Asgard to retrieve the Aether. It went undetected at the time since the Aether made it back to earth like it was supposed to. She was supposed to go back as well, but she never made it. You were the one that kept her there.”

“How is that a crime?” Loki asked. “She wanted to stay with me. She was happy! She was happy on Asgard.”

“Was she?” Mobius raised his eyebrows and turned on the screen. “Because I think she was taken from her family, friends and home. Maybe I’m mistaken, though. Let’s take a look.”

Mobius pressed a button on a remote, and a projection appeared in front of them. Mobius began to fast forward through the foundational moments in Loki’s life until he got to what he was looking for. Loki watched in shock as an image of you, Thor, and Rocket creeping around a pillar in his home appeared on the screen. He wanted to shut his eyes and look away, but it had been so long since he’d seen you. He didn’t have the strength to look away from you now.

“I’m sure you remember why she was there.” Mobius said as he watched the scene unfold. “All she wanted was the infinity stone. She was trying to save the world. She missed her boyfriend and wanted to undo all the damage that Thanos had done. You couldn’t let her do that, could you?”

“The stone still made it back to earth.” Loki protested. “She said herself that she wasn’t an important part of the plan. And her “boyfriend” was nothing but dust particles. She-“

“Shh.” Mobius waved his hand. “The shows about to begin.”

Loki painfully returned his attention to the screen right as your first introduction played out. It was your job to distract Loki while Thor and Rocket collected the Aether.

Asgard 2013

“Who goes there?” Loki cringed at the sound of his own voice. He watched Rocket and Thor hide behind a pillar while you went out into the open. You walked into a room and found Loki lying on a couch, tossing something in the air and catching it. Loki sat up when he saw you, immediately on high alert.

“Who are you?” He demanded. “How did you get in here?”

“I’m so sorry, but my friends and I are here for the festival and I just had to sneak away to find you.” You gushed, trying to it best to look innocent. Loki took long strides towards you as he took in your appearance, highly skeptical of your story.

“My brother isn’t here.” Loki informed you, his voice thick with annoyance. “So you should best be on your way.”

“I’m not here for your brother.” You said coyly. You held his gaze as you signaled for Thor and Rocket to move to the next room.

“You’re here for me?” He cleared his throat to mask the disbelief in his voice. You nodded sweetly as Thor and Rocket snuck past you.

“Of course. My friends are obsessed with your brother, but I’ve always loved you. Won’t you show me a magic trick?” You batted your eyes flirtatiously, making a slight smirk appear on Loki’s face. Meanwhile, the present day Loki was watching the interaction with a pained expression. He remembered how it felt that first time you said you loved him. That was all he needed to hear before falling in love with you just the same.

“A magic trick?” The Loki on screen asked, mischief swirling behind his eyes.

“Well you are the God of Mischief, aren’t you?” You tilted your head to the side and looked at him through your eyelashes. A full, open mouthed smirk dressed his face now. His hand went to yours and it held it up, keeping your wrist tightly between his fingers. Loki brushed the fingers on his other hand over your palm and a diamond appeared. You looked at the beautiful diamond, weightless in your hand, and let out an unexpected gasp.

“Oh, Loki. That’s amazing.” You gave him an over dramatic sigh, but he completely fell for it. “But I don’t care much for diamonds. I haven’t any use for them.”

Loki felt a twinge of competition brewing in his chest, like he had to win your approval. You faked a yawn and his eyes gleamed with determination.

“You don’t like that? Well how about this?” Loki challenged and waved his fingers over your palm again. This time, a flower appeared. It didn’t look like any earthly flower. It was ten times more beautiful and smelled better than anything you had ever smelled before. The flowers colors were green and black with accents of gold, just like Loki’s outfit. You stared at the flower in amazement before looking up shyly at him. If you weren’t mistaken, the God of Mischief had a blush on his cheeks as he watched your face carefully for approval. Loki then picked up the flower and tucked it behind your ear. He began to lean in slightly, but you were interrupted by Thor and Rocket knocking over a vase. You noticed they had the stone and were ready to go. Luckily, you saw them before Loki did.

“What was-“ Loki began to turn his head towards the sound but you quickly put a hand behind his head and pulled him into a kiss. You felt his eyes flutter shut as you opened yours, catching sight of Rocket and Thor pretending to gag out of the corner of your eye. With one hand, you motioned for them to move. They quickly scattered and you pulled away from the kiss. Loki was fully blushing now but doing his best to conceal it, though his best wasn’t good enough. He seemed completely bewildered, making you wonder if he’d ever kissed anyone before. You touched your fingertips to your lips and felt a pang of guilt. This was your first time kissing someone other than Peter Parker in 5 years, and it made you feel guilty with how much you enjoyed it. Loki appeared to be just as lost in his thoughts as you were as he struggled to catch his breath. He ran a hand over the long black hair that you had slightly messed up in the back.

“Thanks for the flower. And for everything else. Bye!” You tried to make a quick escape, but Loki caught your arm.

“Wait!” He pulled you back towards him and looked at you with wide eyes. “Will I see you again?”

“No.” You smiled sadly. “I don’t think you will.”

“You’re not from here, are you?” He asked. “I know a Midgardian when I see one.”

“Good catch.” You let out a short laugh. “No, I’m not from here. I’m not even from this reality. I just needed to borrow something from your present. I’m from Earth, and I really have to get back.”

You tried to leave again, but Loki followed after to you and caught you by the waist. You stumbled back into his arms and blinked in surprise.

“Won’t you stay?” He asked hopefully. “We only just met. Do you have to leave so soon?”

“I do.” You frowned. “I’m sorry. I really need to go home.”

“All right.” Loki reluctantly let go of you. “If you must.”

You looked at him for a moment and chewed on your bottom lip, contemplating what to do. You looked behind you and saw Thor and Rocket preparing to leave. You motioned for them to leave without you before looking back at Loki.

“Do you have a pen?” You asked him.

“A what?”

“To write with.” You chuckled and motioned as of you were writing something down. Loki waved his hand and made a quill appear out of thin air, along with a piece of paper.

“That’ll work.” You shrugged and took the quill. You wrote your name and address down on the paper and handed it to him.

“If you’re ever on earth.” You smiled shyly. “Come find me.”

“I will.” He nodded eagerly.

“I really have to go now.” You said as you looked over your shoulder to where Thor was hiding. You turned back to Loki and gave him one last kiss, surprising the both of you.

“You’ll see me again.” You said softly. “Maybe not in this timeline, but the next.”

“That’s enough.” Loki interrupted, making the screen pause. “I know what happens. And since you’ve been studying me all my life as you claim, so do you. We don’t need to watch anymore.”

“I get it, you’re impatient.” Mobius held up his hands. “We can fast forward. How about we go to the part where you used magic to break her suit? Your brother was able to get back to Earth just fine, but she was stuck on Asgard. All because of you.”

Mobius pointed a remote at the screen and fast forwarding through Loki sneaking you to his bed chambers. He stopped when he got to you and Loki sitting on his silk sheeted bed.

“I don’t know why it won’t work.” You sighed as you touched all the buttons on your suit. “I must’ve run out of Pym Particles or something. I need to fix it so I can get back to Earth.”

“Right, right. Earth.” Loki said with disinterest. “What did you need to borrow anyway?”

“The aether.” You told him as the decor in his room caught your attention. You began to look at all his golden trinkets and stolen objects with awe.

“An infinity stone?” He was taken aback. “But why?”

“In the future, Thanos wipes out half the universe.” You began. “I’m on a recovery mission with the rest of the Avengers to collect the Infinity Stones to undo what he did. We’re trying to bring all the people back.”

“Half the people in the universe gone?” He gasped. “That sounds awful.”

“It is.” You stilled for a moment. “Honestly, I’m miserable. Absolutely miserable. All my family vanished. My boyfriend is gone. Half the Avengers are gone. The sky isn’t even blue anymore. It’s horrible.”

“So you aren’t happy there?” Loki asked as he walked over to you, a little jealousy bubbling when you mentioned a boyfriend.

“I hate it.” You admitted. “Everywhere I turn, I’m reminded of what I lost. That’s why it’s so important that we bring everyone back.”

“But what if your plan fails?” Loki wondered. “What if you don’t bring back all the stones? Or what if you do, but it doesn’t bring anyway back?”

“Then I don’t know what I’d do.” You shrugged sadly. “This plan is all I have. If it fails…”

“You don’t even want to think about that, do you?” He finished your sentence when you trailed off. You looked at him and nodded softly, grateful that he understood.

“Yeah.” You said quietly. “It’s too hard to imagine.”

“See?” Loki interrupted again. “She was miserable on Earth. She said it herself. I was trying to save her from a lifetime of misery.”

“I think you’re forgetting something.” Mobius reminded him.

“Forgetting what?” Loki scoffed.

“The plan worked.” Mobius said. “Thor brought the Aether back to her original timeline, and the Avengers were able to bring everyone back. She was supposed to go too, but she was left on Asgard. That was your first offense with the TVA.”

“Oh, screw the TVA.” Loki slammed his hand on the table. “She didn’t want to go back to Earth. She was unhappy there.”

“Is that why you told her Earth was destroyed?” Mobius asked. Loki stilled and sank in his seat as he was reminded of his lies. Mobius fast forwarded again, but didn’t play another scene. Instead, he paused on a clip of you looked utterly devestated. Loki had to look away, not wanting to see you in that much pain.

“Now, I’m not gonna play this part.” Mobius shook his head. “Because even I find it hard to watch. But you need to know what you did, so I’ll remind you.”

“You don’t need to do this.” Loki seethed. “I know what I did. I know what I told her.”

“Fine, then.” Mobius shrugged. “Why don’t you tell me what happened?”

Loki sucked in a sharp breath before looking back at the screen. The image of your desolate expression had never left his memory, so he really didn’t need to see it again to be reminded of what he had done.

“She tried to leave again.” Loki began as he stared at the screen. “I knocked her out with my magic. When she woke up, I told her Thanos had destroyed Earth and everyone on it. I said there was nothing left for her to return to.”

“She was devestated.” Mobius said quietly.

“I know she was.” Loki snapped. “She cried for a month straight.”

“So why’d you do it?” Mobius put his hands on his hips. “Why did you lie to her?”

“I didn’t want her to go.” Loki admitted, growing disgusted with himself. “I wanted her to stay with me on Asgard. She wouldn’t want to go back to Earth if she thought there was no Earth to go back to.”

“Why keep her?” Mobius wondered. “You barely knew her. Why hold her hostage like that?”

“She wasn’t held hostage.” Loki growled. “She was safe and loved and happy. No one on Asgard was taken better care of than she was. And I may not have known here when she first arrived, but we became inseparable after a while. We were almost married, for Odin’s sake. I’ll show you.”

Loki grabbed the remote from Mobius and pressed a button, fast forwarding until he found what he was looking for.

“Look.” Loki proudly pointed to the screen. “Watch this.”

He pressed play and watched as a memory of you and him played out on the screen.

“Where are we going?” You asked as Loki lead you somewhere with his hands over your eyes.

“Almost there. So impatient.” He clicked his tongue.

“You’ve taken me around the whole palace.” You chuckled. “I have a right to be impatient.”

“I suppose you’re right.” Loki stopped walking but didn’t remove his hands. “All right. We’re here.”

You pulled his hands off of your face and found yourself in front of two large green doors.

“Wow.” You said sarcastically. “Doors.

“Open the doors.” He rolled his eyes. You gave him a playful look over your shoulder before pushing the doors open.

“Oh my God.” You gasped when the doors opened. The room was decorated from ceiling to floor with all kinds of Asgardian wildlife. I’m the center of the room, your name was spelled out in the flower Loki had presented you with on the day you met. There was a running waterfall that cascading from the ceiling to the ground, leaving a soothing babbling sound throughout the room.

“It’s yours.” Loki said as he watched your reaction. “You mentioned once that you always wanted a garden. Now you do.”

“Oh, Loki.” You turned around and rushed into his arms. He stumbled back in surprise before hugging you back tightly.

“This is the nicest thing anyones ever done for me.” You mumbled against his chest.

“Well, you’ve been so upset lately. I wanted to cheer you up.” He said as he stroked your hair. It had been a month since he lied to you and told you that Earth was destroyed, and you were finally starting to act like yourself again.

“Thank you.” You pulled away to look at him. “I love it. It’s beautiful.”

“I truly hope you like it, darling.” He said softly as he brushed your cheek with his thumb. “It’s all yours.”

You looked into his eyes for a moment before your gaze fell to his lips. Since your last kiss, Loki had brought you food and kept you company every day. You had a built up a friendship with him since arriving to Asgard, but now you felt differently. There was a connection from the very first day, but it had gotten lost in your lament over your planets alleged destruction. Now, there was nothing stopping you from feeling that connection again. You hesitated before leaning it to kiss him. Just like last time, you felt his eyes flutter shut before he kissed you back. His hands cupped your face as you reached your arms around his neck. Loki watched your first kiss on the screen with a proud but mournful smile.

“Isn’t that something?” Mobius said as he paused the screen. Loki blinked back to reality and wiped his face, not realizing until that moment he had been crying.

“That scene speaks for itself.” Loki cleared his throat and tried to act like he hadn’t been crying. “You can see how happy she was. She loved that garden. And she loved me.”

“I don’t doubt that.” Mobius nodded. “But it’s hard to see past the fact that your entire relationship was built on a lie. She was only with you because she thought her home was destroyed.”

“She was with me for three years.” Loki said sharply. “The lie may have kept her there in the beginning, but she stayed willingly after that. She wanted to be on Asgard. She wanted to be with me.”

“Maybe. But she wasn’t supposed to be.” Mobius reminded him. “That wasn’t her timeline. She was supposed to be on Earth. She was supposed to be with Peter.”

“Peter?” Loki sputtered in disdain. “Peter Parker? Her little boyfriend from when she was a teenager?”

“In most time lines, they end up together.” Mobius said, knocking the wind out of Loki’s chest. “She went on that mission because she wanted to bring him back. Do you think she would have stayed, even for a second, if she knew her boyfriend Peter was alive back on Earth?”

“She told me they were 17 when the Thanos wiped out half the universe. That means Peter would’ve been 17 when he returned. She was 22 when she came to Asgard. She hadn’t been his girlfriend for 5 years. She had grown up. Her life went on. They would’ve had nothing in common anymore.”

“But she was supposed-“

“Who cares what she was supposed to do?” Loki snapped. “Why does the TVA get to decided what she was supposed to do or where she was supposed to be?”

“They’re the Time Keepers. They make the rules. And the rules say you can’t take someone from a different timeline and marry them. Oh, that reminds me.”

“Reminds you of what?”

“Your punishment. Mobius pressed a different button and a cloudy box appeared. “Go in there while I get the rest of your files.”

“What? I’m not going in there.” Loki scoffed.

“Don’t make me get the guards.” Mobius sighed. Loki clenched his jaw and looked at the ceiling, not wanting to be overpowered by the guards again. He reluctantly stood up, gave Mobius a sarcastic smile, and went through the cloudy portal.

As soon as Loki stepped through the portal, he stepped into his bedroom back on Asgard. He took another step forward, just as something stirred in his sheets. You sat up all the sudden, hair messy and wearing Loki’s horned crown. It was too big for your head and hung in your eyes, but the sight still took Loki’s breath away.

“Y/n?” Loki gasped and stepped forward.

“Hi.” You said before yawning. “I wanted to talk to you about something.”

“Go ahead.” Loki nodded eagerly. He failed to see how this was a punishment. It had been so long since he last saw you that this felt more like a reward.

“I want our wedding to be earth themed.” You told him as you took his hands in yours.

“Our…our wedding?” Loki asked. He looked around the room and realized that he was not actually with you, but reliving a memory from years ago.

“Yeah.” You smiled shyly. “I just miss it so much. I want it to be a part of our special day.”

Loki found himself at a loss for words. He knew that when this memory originally happened, he had continued to lie to you and lead you to believe Earth had been destroyed. This time, he knew better and kept his mouth shut.

“We could have sunflowers.” You continued. “That was my favorite flower back on earth. And we could serve earth food and play earth music and-“

“Of course darling.” He cut you off and squeezed your hand. “Whatever you want. We will have it all.”

“Thank you. And if it’s not too much to ask, I want a minute of silence where everyone lights a candle.” You said quietly. “For Peter.”

Loki gulped and forced a smile, that line causing him just as much pain now as it did then.

“Of course.”

“Thank you.” You stood up from the bed and hugged him tightly. Loki hugged you back with a troubling frown on his face. He had forgotten how guilty he felt every time he had to lie to you. He pulled away and brought you into a long kiss, wordlessly trying to convey that he loved you and was sorry.

“I can’t wait. I can’t tell you how much I miss earth.” You sighed against his lips.

“Mm hm.” He gulped.

“I just wish I could’ve seen it one last time.” You frowned, eyes growing tearful. “I feel so guilty all the time. I would’ve died too if I had gone back with Thor when I was supposed to.”

“Then it’s a good thing you didn’t go.” Loki said weakly, knowing Thor was very much alive in your timeline back on Earth.

“I know.” You sighed. “I don’t think I’ll ever be able to shake the survivors guilt. It makes me sick sometimes.”

Loki stayed silent as he fingers drummed against your waist. Before he could respond, his body jerked back and he suddenly reentered the room.

“Hi.” You said before yawning. “I wanted to talk to you about something.”

Loki looked behind him before looking back at you. The memory played all over again, forcing him to lie to you once again. When you told him how guilty you felt, he was sent back and had to relive the moment over again. Each time he had to lie to you, he felt more disgusted with himself. After the thirteenth time, he had enough.

“I just wish I could’ve seen it one last time.” You frowned, eyes growing tearful. “I feel so guilty all the time. I would’ve died too if I had gone back with Thor when I was supposed to.”

“I lied to you.” He admitted. “Earth was never destroyed. Thor and all the Avengers and your family, they’re all fine.”

“What?” You blinked in confusion.

“I’m not your savior. I didn’t save you from anything. I stole you from your time line because I fell in love with you the moment we met. You were the first person to show a a genuine interest in me, and I took advantage of that. And for that, I am deeply, deeply sorry.”

“Oh, Loki.” You sighed and stroked his face. “It’s too late for that.”

“What?” He frowned as he wrapped his hand around your wrist to keep your palm against his face.

“I’m not even here.” You whispered.

“All right Loki.” Mobius walked through the portal before Loki could answer you. “I got the rest of your files. Let’s go.”

“But…I can’t just leave her.” Loki held on to you tightly.

“She’s not even real.” Mobius shrugged as he held up his remote. It pulled Loki back through the portal and he stumbled back into his seat.

“Here’s the last one.” Mobius said, but Loki wasn’t listening. He was still thinking about how it felt to touch you one last time. He blinked back a tear before looking up at the screen. You were there once again, talking to one of the new maids.

“Oh, I wasn’t born here.” He heard you telling the maid. “I’m from Earth.”

“A midgardian?” The maid smiled. “Wow. You’re quite far from home.”

“I know.” You smiled sadly. “I miss it every day. But I’m happy here. I’m really happy with Loki.”

“If you miss it, why don’t you go back?” The maid asked, making Loki suck in a breath. He knew exactly what was coming.

“Go back?” You furrowed your eyebrows. “What do you mean? Earth was destroyed three years ago.”

“No it wasn’t.” The nurse laughed. “Earth is fine.”

The audio faded out as you turned to look at Loki. He felt like you were looking right through him, down to his rotten soul. Your face was frozen in horror and betrayal as you finally learned the truth. Three years after arriving on Asgard, you found out your home hadn’t been destroyed after all. It was all a lie. A lie told to you by the man you thought you loved.

“Stop.” Loki choked out. “Stop it. Turn it off.”

Mobius paused the screen and looked at Loki in silence. To his surprise, Loki was wiping his tears off on the sleeves of his jumpsuit. His eyes were red and full of remorse as he looked up at the screen.

“I don’t need it see it again.” He whispered. “I know she trusted me. I know I betrayed her. I did that.”

“So you understand why the TVA is arresting you?” Mobius asked softly. “You didn’t just steal the tesseract. You stole that girl from her reality. Even if she loved you, she was never supposed to be with you.”

Loki nodded before hanging his head in shame. He knew what he had done was wrong. He knew it the entire time he was doing it. Even though he betrayed you out of his love for you, he still betrayed you.

“You’re right.” Loki said sincerely. “She was never mine to keep. Never mine to lose either.”

“No, she wasn’t.” Mobius agreed as he watched Loki curiously. The look of utter remorse on Loki’s face was out of character after everything Mobius had studied about him.

“Could you just tell me if she’s all right?” Loki sniffled. “That’s all I ask. Is she okay?”

“She’s fine.” Mobius answered. “She’s fighting for the Avengers again and reunited with her family.”

“Is she still miserable?”

“No.” Mobius smiled a little. “Not anymore.”

“And…and Peter?” His voice was barely audible now.

“Don’t worry about that.” Mobius told him. “It won’t do you any good. And for what it’s worth, there are timelines that exists where she stays. There’s even a timeline where you two are alligators and rule a kingdom in a lake.”

Loki smiled too, grateful that you were able to move on after his betrayal. Mobius furrowed his eyebrows at the sight of Loki genuinely caring about another human being, something he was not used to seeing.

“I could show you one more thing.” Mobius offered sympathetically. Loki reluctantly looked back at the screen as the man his play. To his surprise, all the good moments of his relationship with you flashed before him. All the kisses and laughter, fond smiles and endearing moments played on the screen, bringing tears to his eyes. He leaned toward on the table to get as close to you as possible, reaching out towards you with his shackled hands. The screen went blank suddenly, and his smile fell.

“They’re ready for you.” Mobius said as he checked his phone. “I can take you to the court now.”

Loki stayed silent as he was lead to the courtroom and sat in front of the judge. All he could think about was the moments of happiness he had been able to relive.

“Loki Laufeyson.” The judge brought his attention back. “How do you plead?

Loki blinked a few times, your smile flashing before him each time he closed his eyes. He thought about he had caused that smile to fade with every lie he told, and that’s when he knew he had his answer. He looked the judge right in the eye and entered his plea.

“Guilty.”

[twinksintrees]

Please tell more about your playlists! I've been listening to some of them and I'm rll curious about why you put certain songs in playlists and ur anlysises on them!

thank you for the ask!! Bc this ended being way longer than I thought it would be, I’m only going to be focusing on one playlist here, but I will write up similar post for most of my other playlists as well. Today we will be focusing on my Glenn Close playlist.

Edit: a link to the playlist has been added below bc I forgot to put that in when I first posted lmao

Analysis under the cut

Carry on my wayward son: this might be one of the simplest to explain, and its because the cast themselves have joked and talked about how this song fits glenn, even going so far as to make the title to one of the most important glenn centric episodes. It has to be on there imo.

Highway to hell: this one is also simple to explain, glenn became a demon and went through his owm highway to hell, as it were. It also fits into his dad rock theme, as does carry on my wayward son.

I miss having sex but at least i dont want to die anymore: i dont have a real reason for this one honestly, i think i heard this song on a random playlist and it made me think of glenn? I think theres a version of glenn in my head that lives as a human and goes back to the human realm as normal with the other dads and this would be from his pov after he grows and gets older and does some healing i guess?? It doesn’t make a lot of sense ik.

Anna sun: this is one of the songs most closely (heh) associated with glenn in my head. This song makes me think of young glenn, fresh after morgan died, being left with a 7 y/o Nick and no idea how to cope with either of their grief. The chorus of “this house is falling apart” sung with more and more intensity makes me envision a scene where its young glenn, standing in a small, lonely apartment holding a tiny nick in his arms as he looks around, no idea what to do without his wife and best friend here to help him. The lyrics “we got no money, but we got heart” make me think of glenn, failing rockstar, determined to make a way for himself and for his son.

Sickly sweet holidays: i found this one on another glenn playlist, and the christmas theme was perfect, but also, the lyrics “im crying every day, i wish that you were here, when christmas comes this time each year” are so heartbreaking applied to him and morgan if its him singing that after shes gone.

Last christmas: it fit the christmas theme and i just liked the jimmy eat world version lmao.

Home: this song. just breaks me. The pain and the heartbreak and the tragedy of losing someone you care so deeply about just is glenn with morgan. The lyrics “and i got mad when they said that you weren't coming back to me, cause i hate hearing the truth” are crushing in this case especially because glenn does hate hearing the truth. He’s the type of person who avoids his problems until they slap him in the face. He does that with his grief, doesnt acknowledge his or his son’s pain, and it isnt good for him. For either of them.

Ghost of york: this song is on the playlist solely because it slaps and because of the lyrics “and from the corner of my eye/i saw you dressed all in white/i saw you pass right by/maybe i had too much wine/you never said goodbye” for me, this song speaks to a sad, depressed glenn mourning his wife and drowning his pain with drink, wishing he just had the chance to say goodbye one more time.

Afraid: “when i wake i'm afraid somebody else might take my place” i mean, this literally happened with him and jodie. The chorus is glenn talking shit about jodie. “It hurts but i wont fight you” is glenn accepting jodie as Nick’s new father.

Pope is a rockstar: i dont care i dont care if the lyrics are ‘pope is a rockstar’ Glenn sang ‘go little rockstar’ to nick when he was young and you can't change my mind.

Never love an anchor: oooohh boy. Oh boy. Pain. let's go. With the first lyrics alone “on some level i think i always understood/that these hands of mine were clumsy not clever/and i tried to do the best that i could/ but try as i might i could not bring myself to hold you” this is a very glenn song. Glenn Close was not meant to be a father, no matter how much he loved his son. In fact, with the next set of lyrics we’ll be looking at “a ship could never really love an anchor/so i did the only thing that i could/and severed the rope that set you sailing from my harbor” they can be tied directly to him making the choice to let nick go at the trial. “There are times when i still wonder about you/you are someone i have loved but never known” glenn still loves nick, but that's not the same nick he raised. He is someone glenn has loved, but never truly known after the swap with jodie. “You’ll never see the reasons i had/for keeping my claws away when they were close enough to hurt you” nick will never really know the choice, the sacrifice glenn made when he called for the switch. He will never know the pain glenn saved him from losing two parents. “I am selfish i am broken i am cruel” represents all of glenns self hatred and negativity. I think at certain points pf the podcast he genuinely believes all of those things about himself. “I am all the things they might have said to you” is glenn being terrified nick will end up exactly like him and so deeply hoping he doesn't.

The light behind your eyes: this song is from glenn’s pov in prison. “If i could be with you tonight/i would sing you to sleep/never let them take the light behind your eyes” the idea of him being able to get out and sing this for his friends around a campfire, or sing this softly to his son one last time keeps him going. “I failed and lost this fight/never fade in the dark/just remember you will always burn as bright” is glenn literally losing the court case and getting sentenced to the prison, he is the one fading in the dark, and the only thing keeping him going is the memory, the brightness, of his friends and of his son. I also think glenn sang this to nick as a lullaby when he was a little kid.

Death as a fetish: this song also represents glenns incredibly negative internal voice. The repetition of “i will never be good enough” is all of his internal thoughts that he will never open up about or share with anyone.

The soccer journals: read for a better explanation below

Hey there delilah: read the post linked below for an explanation. @that-one-queer-punk pointed this one out to me and actually wrote a fic based on it, and I’ve linked it below if you wanna check it out, it’s good shit.

Cold cold man: this for me is young glenn when he and morgan are just starting to get together. He’s very devoted to her and he truly believes “the only bed worth sleeping’s the one right next to you” he can appear to be smooth, suave guy who sleeps around, but he honestly enjoys a monogamous relationship and would never betray her that way.

Therapy: glenn needs therapy. Plain and simple.

[crikeygatormate]

Something Follows

Hi all, this is my post for @cyancherub Wheel of Misfortune! Plz check it out if you haven't theres tons of great fics there!!! Hopefully, you all like it! I rewrote this about five times lol. Also, this is my second time writing smut, so apologies if it's a little awkward lmao overall though I had a fun time writing this! :) banner creds goes to the bhna manga lol

My theme was Wraith!Shigaraki x F!reader w/ knifeplay

Warnings: (If I missed any plz let me know!) Gore, Detailed Description of corpses, general violence, knives, non-con/dub-con, implied vomiting (sorry ik its gross), gagging, alcohol, weed, mentioned drug use resulting in overdose, crime report, major character(s) death/death in general, knife play, temperature play(?), dacryphilia, blood kink, scent kink, voyeurism-ish, Dom/switch-shig, switch-reader, degradation, praise kink, choking, oral f-receiving, overstimulation, nipple play (is that a thing idk), begging?

Word Count: 10.1k

18+ ONLY and Dark Content Ahead!!

--------------

October 31, 1967: A large grass fire at Yuii Farms resulted in one casualty. Suspected missing person Tomura Shigaraki, 24, male, responsible for the fire. Ritual remnants were found at the scene; suspected cause of the fire. Shigaraki’s remains were recovered. The autopsy confirmed LSD and amphetamines in Shigaraki’s system at the time of death.

Case #79641 Resolved.

Since 1967 someone in town would go missing during the week of Halloween. It was never a specific kind of person, so finding out who the killer was has remained a mystery. During your first year at university, an old lady who worked in the freshman cafeteria went missing. The next year a pledge went missing. There was no pattern except someone always went missing and never returned.

Not surprisingly, this was unsettling for the small college town, so they adopted a folktale shortly after people started to go missing. It basically revolved around a college student that died on Halloween in 1967. Tomura Shigaraki. He had been missing for a few weeks before he was confirmed dead. Apparently, the rumor was that he was heavily interested in witchcraft and prolonging his life. Some say whatever spell he did in Yuii Farms backfired and bound him to that field for all of eternity, and he would only come out during the week of Halloween to feed on one poor soul who got too close to the field he died in.

You thought this was all bullshit. If the people in this silly little college town looked at the police report they’d find that the poor guy overdosed on drugs and set fire to the field he was in, resulting in his death. Not that anyone seemed to care about that little bit of information.

Still, though, no one dared to enter the old wheat field behind frat row. Sometimes a few frats would haze their new members into running into the middle of the field and then right back out. Obviously, nothing would happen, but that didn’t matter, no one was willing to walk in there. Not even the old farmer who still lives on the land will work the field Shigaraki died in.

Yet, every year the field would yield a new crop of wheat.

You did try to entertain the idea that there was a monster lurking behind the tall stalks of wheat waiting to snatch its prey from the streets. Although, every time you passed by the field all you saw was just…wheat. The whole thing was honestly a lame little story to bring an old college town a little more excitement.

Your night so far was anything but exciting.

“Y/n, I’m not,” Denki hiccuped, his eyes were bloodshot and his face was starting to pale, “not feelin’ so good.”

You turned towards your friend, squinting as the strobe lights in the room you were in just turned on. Denki swayed, clutching his stomach as he waited for you to respond to him. You sighed, “did Bakugou make you shotgun beers with him again?”

Denki nodded, swallowing thickly, “yeah, I thought I could beat em’. I got close this time.”

“Hah, okay whatever you say, buddy.” you snickered as you gently wrapped your hand around Denki’s forearm and began leading him to the bathroom. “You know,” you glanced back at him over your shoulder as he stumbled after you, “you can always tell Bakugou you don’t want to shotgun beers with him.”

Denki shook his head, “you know how he gets.” He let out a whine as you opened the bathroom door, bathing you both in fluorescent light.

You wrinkled your nose at the state of the bathroom. It was a wreck, toilet paper was everywhere. The amount of dirt? Was that dirt (hopefully) on the tile floors was flat out nasty. Not to mention the questionable mold growing in every corner of the bathroom. The mirror was blurry with who knows what and the toilets...well no comment. You briefly wondered how the guys even put up with such a dirty bathroom. “Alright,” you turned to Denki and opened a stall with the heel of your boot, “c’mon.”

Denki surged past you and practically crumbled to the floor, limp. He then weakly hoisted himself up closer to the toilet bowl. “This is gross,” he slurred, eyes darting to a questionable stain on the toilet seat.

You nodded as you squatted down by him, “just a bit.” Your nose wrinkled as Denki leaned over the toilet and coughed harshly. “Easy, sparky, “ you said as you rubbed his back, waiting for him to finish.

Denki sniffled, eyes watering as he looked at you with a trembling bottom lip, “can you get me water?”

“Of course,” you replied with a small smile as you stood back up, “now don’t get any ideas about running away, okay?”

Denki nodded, eyelids drooping as he let out a heavy sigh, “I’ll stay put.”

“I mean it, Denki,” you warned, “don’t go anywhere.”

Denki weakly gave you a thumbs up as you left the bathroom shaking your head. The guy had a knack for running away when he got drunk. The number of times you and your friends have had to track him down over the years was astonishing. Granted, with how bad of shape he was in now, you didn’t think he would run off this time.

Now that you were outside of the bathroom, the air around you had jumped up at least five degrees and everything felt wet. You liked house parties much more than frat parties just because of how many people the guys managed to stuff in this place, it was suffocating at times.

“Excuse me,” you muttered as you slipped in and out of different groups of people heading towards the drink room.

Thankfully, this room was not as full as the hallways or the other rooms, so you could breathe a little better.

“Can I get a water bottle please?” you asked the freshman behind the bar who looked absolutely miserable.

“Yeah,” he said, his voice gloomy, but then he stiffened and smiled brightly. “Here you go!”

You raised an eyebrow at his sudden mood change, “thanks.” You took the warm bottle from him and turned around to see a bare chest. “Move out of the way,” you grumbled, not even sparing the person in front of you a glance.

“Oi, that’s not very nice,” Bakugou sneered, moving over so you couldn’t get past him.

You sighed and glanced up at him, “something you need?”

Bakugou bared his teeth, “yeah, where’s Dinky? The last time I saw him he said he needed to find you.”

You folded your arms over your chest and glared at Bakugou, your eyes narrowed as you remained silent.

“Where's this attitude comin’ from?” Bakugou snapped.

“Well,” you began, puffing your cheeks out in mild anger, “you know Denki was already smoking tonight and you made him shotgun all those beers. Poor guy is puking his guts out. You know he can’t say no to you.”

“He just can’t hold his beer,” Bakugou snorted, “it’s not like I forced him to drink all those beers.”

You quirked an eyebrow and harshly poked Bakugou in his chest, “yeah right.”

Bakugou smirked flicking your finger away from his chest, “well whatever, I don’t fucking care. Just show me where he is, I need him, Kiri, and Deku to help me gather up these dumbass pledges. They’ve gotta drink more, this party is lame.”

“Aren’t you a responsible president,” you said, voice snide, “and he’s in the bathroom.”

Bakugou huffed, eyeing you out of the corner of his eye as he pushed past you to head to the bathroom. The crowd in the hallway immediately parted for him, presumably because everyone was scared of him...for obvious reasons.

You trailed after him, tugging at the wrapper around the water bottle. Just staring at the back of his head you knew he was smirking at all the guys who cowered away from him. It made you want to kick him in the back of the knee, just so he would stumble. Knock his ego down a little bit.

Bakugou opened the bathroom door and then promptly turned around, a scowl set heavy on his features, “he’s not here.”

“What do you mean he’s not here?” you asked, shocked, as you slipped past him. Your eyes widened in disbelief, Denki was gone. “Oh great.”

Bakugou sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose, “go outside, I’ll go get everyone.”

---

And that’s how you found yourself outside of the frat house at one am in the morning coming up with a game plan to find Denki before he does something stupid.

“After tonight I’m fuckin’ done looking for his dumbass. He needs to learn to stay put,” Bakugou grumbled as he yanked a sweatshirt over his head.

You snorted, “says the guy who made him shot gun all those beers.” You grinned when Bakugou shot you a nasty glare and you shrugged. “If he would have just stayed high tonight, which I’m sure he would of, Denki probably would still be here.”

Bakugou gave you a twisted smile, “well aren’t you miss smarty-pants tonight, huh?”

“Okay,” Midoriya interjected quickly, “let’s just focus on finding Denki before he ends up somewhere he shouldn’t.”

“Like last time when he wandered to the dean's house and threw up in her flower pot?” Mina added, “yeah I don’t want to go through alcohol awareness training a third time.”

You huffed, nodding in agreement as you yanked off your cat ears. They were starting to give you a headache, “well, why don’t we go search in the usual places he goes to and if we don’t find anything we can meet back here and come up with another plan?”

“I like that idea,” Kirishima said brightly, grinning at you widely. “Denki’s gone to that pizza place by the bars a few times.”

“He also goes to the park near east campus,” Sero added with a nod.

“Or he might go back to the dean's house?” Mina said with a shiver.

“Or the dumbass might have passed out somewhere around here,” Bakugou concluded.

“Then let's split up?” Midoriya offered as he stuffed his hands into the pockets of his jacket, “Kacchan, you and Kirishima can go to the pizza place and then the park since they’re fairly close to each other. Sero and Mina, you both can stop by the dean’s house, and Y/n and I can look around here for him. Does that sound good?”

Bakugou rolled his eyes, “whatever, c’mon Eijirou,” he snapped, roughly grabbing Kirishima’s arm, making the redhead stumble after him. “Text in the group chat if any of you losers find him, kay?”

“So brash,” Mina said with a huff as she and Sero left to head towards the neighborhood the dean lived in.

You turned towards Midoriya, “I guess we better start looking.”

He nodded, “I guess so.”

You two walked in silence for a while. The only noise being the thump of the bass from various houses you passed. The air was frigid as you walked down the old cracked sidewalk, making you wish you brought a jacket. There were some guys passed out near the sidewalk or the occasional couple pressed against the side of a house, but Denki was nowhere to be found.

You kicked a pebble, it bounced against the street once, twice before rolling to a stop by a storm drain. “I don’t think we’re gonna find him here, Midoriya.”

Midoriya looked down at you, his evergreen hair starting to sway as a cold wind picked up, “we haven’t looked around back.”

You looked up at him and then back down at your shoes, “you really think he’s gonna go back there? You know how scared Denki is of that field.”

Midoriya nodded, “you’re probably right.” He then snickered and lightly bumped you with his elbow, “so you believe the folktale now, huh?”

You rolled your eyes, straightening your posture to bump back into him, “you kidding? That’s like the biggest load of bullshit ever.”

He shrugged, a grin growing across his features, “I don’t know, it is a little spooky.”

“Spooky,” you echoed. “My grade in O-chem is more spooky than that story,” you countered.

Midoriya laughed, his shoulders bouncing slightly as he shook his head, “that’s not surprising.”

Your eyebrows rose in mild offense, “hey! I thought you were supposed to be the “nice supportive” guy in our group?”

“That’s Kiri’s job,” Midoriya replied, his smile now forming into a smirk.

You huffed, glancing at the wheat field that was coming into your view, and then back at him, “oh yeah? Then who are you supposed to be then?”

Midoriya shrugged, leaning down closer to you, “I guess you’ll have to find out.”

You let out a breath, cheeks becoming hot as he started to laugh at your embarrassment. With a shake of your head you looked away from him and towards the field, feeling your stomach flip a few times. You were about to say something until something shiny caught your eye. “Look!” you said as you tugged on Midoriya’s jacket, “I think there’s something by the fence over there!”

Midoriya stiffened; he glanced towards the rotting fence by the wheat field, “there’s nothing there.”

You shook your head as you bounded towards the fence. Low and behold there was Denki’s dab pen right by the rotting post, “Midoriya, c’mere!” you shouted, beckoning him over with a wave of your hand, “look this is Denki’s!”

Midoriya begrudgingly made his way over to you, eyes darting between you and the wheat field, “we don’t know that’s his,” he said quickly.

“No, look it is,” you answered as you picked it up, “see there's that little sticker of a pikachu he put on it.” You held the pen up to Midoriya’s face, pointing at the sticker, “he must be close, you know he’d never willingly lose this, drunk or not.”

Midoriya pressed his lips into a thin line, “I don’t know.”

You rolled your eyes as you slipped the pen into your skirt pocket, “he probably wandered into the field and passed out, and I know that’s his pen. I know you know it’s his too.”

Midoriya’s frown deepened, “Denki did not go into the field, he’s not that stupid.”

“But he was super crossed,” you countered, “we can’t just not look in there. What if he got hurt?”

“Well what if we get hurt if we go in there?” Midoriya shot back.

You frowned, “are you for real?”

“What do you mean?” Midoriya began, clearly growing uncomfortable, “I’m not going in there.”

“This is ridiculous. That folktale is not real and our friend very well may be in there freezing his ass off or hurt. Midoriya, this is serious,” you argued.

“Y/n, c’mon,” Midoriya proclaimed, a twinge of anger present in his deep voice, “Denki would not go in there.”

You chewed the inside of your cheek as you watched Midoriya furrow his brows. He was clearly frustrated with you, but you were frustrated with him too. You let out a short breath, “fine, you know what? You can stay here, I’ll go look for him alone since you’re being a pussy.”

Midoriya’s mouth dropped in shock, “being a pussy? Are you kidding-”

“I’m not!” you cut him off and turned on your heel, heading towards the edge of the field.

Midoriya’s eyes widened and he shot forward, grabbing you by the elbow, “don’t go in there, please-”

You yanked your arm out of his grasp, “I am, and I know you’re not gonna stop me.” With that you shot him a nasty glare before stepping over the fence and into the field. You began walking and did not look back.

---

The air around you was growing colder and colder the longer you walked through the field. You sniffled, wiping your nose with the back of your hand as you stomped through the stalks of wheat. They crunched under the weight of your boot with a satisfying snap. They almost sounded frozen.

The wind hissed around you, expertly weaving through the wheat as you came to a stop. With a grumble of frustration you pulled out your phone to turn on your flashlight, something you should have done way earlier because there was practically no light.

Your fingers almost felt numb as you unlocked your phone and turned on the flashlight, illuminating the field in front of you in cold white light. “Damn,” you muttered, your breath was misting in front of you. It didn’t seem to be this cold earlier.

“Denki!” you softly called out, scoffing at yourself. No one was out here, so why were you whispering? “Denki” you shouted louder, sighing when you didn’t hear anything back. He was probably still passed out.

You continued your trek through the field rubbing your arms to get warm and mulling over the conversation you had with Midoriya. Were you too mean to him? He was being pretty forward about you not going into the field...but to be fair you did have pretty good evidence.

You groaned, shaking your head. For the longest time you’ve had the fattest crush on him and you might as well have ruined everything by being an ass. Just when he was starting to warm up to you too. “Fucking great,” you muttered, teeth starting to chatter.

How long have you been walking through here? Fifteen minutes? Thirty? You glanced down at your phone to see that it was frozen. Like actually frozen, the screen was black, flashing a warning sign about being too cold, and then your flashlight went out. You stilled, blinking hard as your eyes adjusted to the dark again.

Not going to lie, you were starting to get a little nervous being out here all alone. Especially now that you couldn’t see that far ahead of you. You frowned and squared your shoulders. You were not gonna wimp out and run back to Midoriya with your tail between your legs. Denki was in this damn field and you were gonna find him if it was the last thing you were ever gonna do. Figuratively of course.

“Denki!” you shouted again walking forward at a brisk pace, “C’mon! I know you’re in here!”

No response.

“Denki!” You shouted and then let out a shriek of shock when you tripped over a heavy rock and landed flat on your face. “Shit,” you whined wincing as you sat up to wipe the dirt off your face. You squinted, glancing at the rock you tripped over. It was large, probably about four feet wide and three feet tall? How did you manage to trip over that?

Your muscles protested slightly as you stood back on your feet, brushing your skirt off as you inspected the rock. It looked a bit like a table actually. What was it doing all the way out here? You shrugged and stepped up onto it, hoping to get a better view of the field in front of you so you could maybe spot Denki’s golden hair somewhere now that the moon was starting to show.

“Denki!” Your voice was now wavering a bit and you tightened your grip around your phone. Why were you scared? You didn’t know, but you could feel an overwhelming sense of dread starting to wash over you in waves, and you felt a sharp tug in your gut telling you to run.

With a quick pant you jumped down from the rock and began jogging back through the field towards the frat houses, hoping to find Denki on the way back. You weren’t being weak for backing out right?

You stopped, huffing as you shook your head, you weren’t going to prove Midoriya right, now matter how much you wanted to leave. So you turned around and headed towards the rock, and to your luck you spotted a head of golden hair just a few feet in front of you.

With a crooked grin you squatted down next to Denki and poked the side of his head, “dude, I thought I told you not to run away.”

No response.

You raised an eyebrow as you poked Denki’s head again, “c’mon wake up, sparky.”

No response.

Your heart jumped in your throat as you poked him again. Was he hurt? Did he drink too much? “Oh no,” you muttered moving around to get a better look at his face, “Denki, please wake up I-” your words died in your throat as you stared at the face in front of you.

It was not Denki.

The person you were holding in your hands was the guy who went missing last year. Some kid you forgot that name of, but you would never forget his face. It was practically plastered up on every part of campus for weeks, and here he was right in your hands. A gag wormed its way up your throat as you stared at the corpse in front of you.

You couldn’t seem to let go of his face as he stared back at you with milky, partially decomposed eyes. His skin was cold and firm under your fingertips, almost like leather...and the smell. The smell was too much to bear and you instantly threw down his face, suppressing another gag as his head bent at an odd angle causing some bugs to crawl from his open mouth.

You were frozen, stuck in place as this person stared back at you. His expression of pain was still readable on his decomposed face. Your hands shook violently as you swallowed thickly. So there was a killer out here.

When your brain seemed to kick back into gear you were off, boots digging into the hard cold earth as you scrambled to run. Panic had now set in as you let out harsh cries, and your blood surged in your ears as you sprinted towards the edge of the field crying for Midoriya. Although you couldn’t even hear yourself talking you were apologizing over and over again for even taking a step into the field.

Before you even thought you had reached the fence you had tripped over something else. Your body didn’t even register the pain as you pulled yourself up. Again to your horror you turned around to see that you had tripped over another body. The old lady from the cafeteria who went missing your freshman year. She was mostly bones and fibers now, but her work clothes clung to her frame. Her name tag was glistening in the moonlight and partially covered by dried blood.

The world seemed to blur as you stood up again and started to run. Your thoughts were nowhere near coherent and you were stumbling through the wheat, hiccuping as a steady stream of tears rolled down your cheeks. At last after running for what felt like hours, you collapsed on the ground. Your phone tumbled out of your pocket and landed with a soft thud on the ground next to you.

It took you a short while to realize that you were back by the rock you tripped over earlier. It was then you also realized you had been running in circles. “Fuck,” you hissed, not daring to wipe your eyes with your hands. With a sigh of defeat you slid down against the rock, curling in on yourself to stop yourself from shaking.

Unknown to you, some carvings on the side of the stone you were leaning against briefly glowed before dissipating. A strong burst of wind tore the field and then it was completely still. The silence was deafening and you lifted your head, sniffling slightly and glancing around your surroundings.

You were alone, but you couldn’t shake the feeling that someone was watching you.

The wheat stalks in front of you swayed slightly and you froze. There in the darkness was a pair of red eyes, bright and unblinking and looking at you.

A soft cry escaped your lips as you pushed yourself against the rock. Whoever was staring at you was now starting to laugh. Their laugh was cold and it made you feel like lead had entered your veins. You shakily leaned down and yanked your pocket knife from your boot and flipped it open, holding it in front of you. You always kept it close when going out, just in case you ran into someone or something that could potentially harm you.

“Stay back,” you meekly announced, your eyes remaining trained on the glowing pair of eyes.

They cackled again before speaking. “You poor thing,” the cold voice hissed from the wheat.

Your bottom lip trembled harshly as you pushed yourself harder against the rock, “I mean it!”

The owner of the red eyes stepped out of the wheat, and to your surprise, it was a guy around your age. He was tall and dressed in all black aside from a pair of red sneakers. Your gaze snapped back to his face to see that he still had his blood red eyes trained on you.

“You should know, that little weapon won’t work on me, but” he shrugged as he began to lean forward, “you can surely try.” Then he lunged towards you, eyes wild, teeth bared, and hand outstretched towards your neck.

You screamed, flinching hard as you blindly slashed out your knife, only to see that your weapon phased through him. His form flickered briefly before he wrapped a large hand around your neck. You choked, the knife dropping from your hand as he easily picked you up by the neck and slammed you back down on the flat of the rock.

He looked down at you, a sadistic grin growing across his pale features, “told ya.” His grin grew larger at the sight of you squirming and gasping in his grasp. “Oh you’re perfect,” he purred, exposing his pointed teeth even more as he practically began drooling.

You winced as some of his saliva spattered on your cheek. His hold tightened on your neck and you let out another gasp, hands now clawing at his surprisingly built arm, “please,” you croaked.

He tilted his head, “please what?”

“Please,” you repeated, struggling to spit out your words, “please let me live.”

He laughed, it was bitter and hoarse, “let you live? Oh you silly girl. You think I’d let you go so willinging when you practically wandered in here all by yourself?” He shook his head and leaned down close to you, “what made you even think that? You must not be very smart.”

You squirmed in his grasp, all your energy was focused on survival. “Please,” you inhaled weakly as your vision started to go, “Shigaraki.”

Shigaraki’s red eyes widened slightly in interest and he hummed, “oh? So you know my name?”

You nodded, tears streaming down your face as you started to thrash your legs out, hoping he would loosen his hold on your neck.

“Interesting,” he commented, tapping his ice-cold fingers against your jugular. “You know, most of the time my food doesn’t know my name, but I guess they never had time to talk. You’re lucky, pet.”

You nodded quickly, digging your nails into his arm as you desperately tried to appease him some way. “You don’t,” you coughed harshly, “you don’t have to eat me.”

“I don’t have to?” Shigaraki hissed, running his tongue over his bottom lip, “who says I need your permission?”

Your legs kicked out again in pure desperation which allowed him to move in between them. Not that you really noticed at the time. Blackness crept around the edges of your vision as you choked out another reply, “I’ll do anything.”

Shigaraki tilted his head, “anything?” He pondered your words for a moment before releasing his death grip on your neck just for a moment so you could suck in a breath.

“Yes, anything, just please let me live,” you pleaded. Your eyes were desperately searching his for any kind of empathy towards you.

Shigaraki hummed, red eyes trailing down your body briefly. You were dressed in probably the smallest top he’s ever seen, and he could easily see your nipples poking out from beneath the black fabric. He moved his gaze down further past your bare tummy to your skirt which was bunched around the top of your soft thighs, then down to the cat tail between your legs - and he was hit with a realization; when was the last time he had someone as cute as you wander into this field? Probably not since the eighties… which was a long time ago now.

Your breathing began to grow heavy as you watched his eyes trail over your body. “Please,” you whimpered, you probably looked absolutely pathetic right now.

Shigaraki hummed, leaning down further so his chest was now touching yours and he suppressed a shiver. You were so warm. “I suppose I don’t have to eat you.”

Your eyes widened and you nodded furiously as a grin of relief crossed your features, “thank you, I’m so sorry for walking into your field, thank you so-”

He slapped his hand over your mouth, pinching the fat of your cheeks between his fingers, “I didn’t say you could leave.”

Your heart sank at his word. He wasn’t going to let you leave? Then what did he want from you? More tears welled up in your eyes and slipped down your cheeks.

“Now don’t get all pouty again,” Shigaraki cooed meanly, taking his hand off your mouth to place it by your head. He leaned closer to bring his mouth by your ear, “I’ll let you leave, if you’re good.”

You shivered as his lips brushed against the shell of your ear. He was so cold against you. “If I’m good?” you whispered, hiccuping between soft cries.

Shigaraki nodded, moving the hand that wasn’t by your head down the side of your body. Barely brushing his fingertips against your skin till he reached the top of your thighs. “That’s right, pet. If you’re a good girl for me, I might just let you go.”

You glanced down at his large hand now resting on the top of your bare thigh. Your breath started to stutter a bit. He wanted that? This monster that came out once a year to eat people from your town wanted fuck you? “I don’t understand?” you asked, eyebrows furrowing as you looked back at his face that was mere inches from yours.

“I think you do understand,” he jeered, glancing down to where you were pressed against the front of his jeans. “Or you wouldn’t have been squirming so much. Not that I mind, really,” he hissed, eyebrows furrowing slightly.

To your horror, you realized that the entire time you’ve been crying, you had been subtly rutting your hips up against the front of his pants. “I-I,” you stuttered not knowing what you were even thinking at the moment.

“Poor thing,” Shigaraki tutted, his hand on your thigh now moving to harshly grab at your hip. He dug his fingers into your warm skin and pulled you flush against him, “you really are stupid,” he taunted, “can’t even form a sentence.”

With a snarl, he quickly snaked his hand up to your crop top and harshly pulled it down, the thin fabric easily tearing away from your body. Your breast slightly bounced from the force of him tugging down your shirt and your nipples pebbled in the cold air.

You let out a harsh cry as he roughly pinched one of your nipples between two freezing fingers. He was being so rough, groping your chest with hard fingers that you were sure going to leave a mark. However, you found yourself enjoying his hands on you. The same hands that have destroyed so many people from your town.

“Sensitive?” he taunted, red eyes glowing more brightly as you rolled your hips against his for more friction. He sucked his teeth making a tutting sound as he shook his head, a sinister grin enveloping his features. “I’m starting to think you walked in here on purpose?”

You whined as he delivered a harsh slap to your chest before trailing his hand down your stomach, fingers branching out widely to grasp at your skin. “I didn’t,” you panted, feeling want start to burn in your tummy.

Shigaraki chuckled, bringing his face down closer to yours, brushing his cool lips against yours, red eyes never leaving yours. You huffed out another whine, your warm breath kissing his cold skin, making him grin as his fingers had now reached the band of your panties. “Is that so?” he began, wasting no time and ripping the fabric away from your pussy. He smirked as he ran one long finger through your slit gathering your wetness on his finger. “Then why are you so wet?” he rasped.

You let out a needy whine as you watched him put his finger in his mouth and groan. Why were you enjoying this so much? You saw what he did to those people, how could you even trust that he’d let you go after he was done with you?

Shigaraki removed his finger from his mouth with a soft sigh, watching you closely. “Are you gonna be good and tell me the truth?”

You shook your head, starting to feel frustrated that he stopped touching you, “I swear I didn’t!”

Shigaraki laughed darkly and shook his head, “I’m disappointed in you, pet.” He brought his hand back down between your legs hovering a bit as he mulled over his next words. “I’ll give ya one more try to give me the right answer. If not,” he shrugged and opened his mouth, exposing his sharp teeth again, “I might just have to break our promise. I’m sure you’ll be sweet either way,” he said, letting his long tongue slip from his mouth with a soft pant.

You squirmed in his grasp as more of his saliva dripped on your bare skin and slid down your sides. The throb between your legs was becoming unbearable as he ghosted his fingertips along your slit and around your clit. Did you want this all along? Making fun of him and the folktale around his death for years, perhaps hoping the monster in the field would snatch you up? How did you even know if Denki was in here in the first place, and more importantly why did you come alone?

He was right.

You wanted this. You wanted to live out some deep dark fantasy that was tucked away from the light of day so bad that you wandered in here hoping to find it. A soft breath escaped you as you stared back up at Shigaraki’s predatory eyes. He was wonderfully terrifying and despite being so close to death you had never felt more alive. You finally nodded.

Shigaraki’s sinister grin grew larger, stretching up and splitting into his cheeks at your answer. “I thought so,” he snarled and then roughly shoved two fingers inside you without any warning, shivering at the sound of your harsh cries.

You keened, clawing at his chest as he roughly pumped his fingers in and out of your gummy hole. He was being so rough that it almost hurt, but at the same time the overwhelming sense of pleasure he was giving you was unbearable. “Shig,” you hissed out, not even able to say his whole name. You let out another breathy moan as he pushed the pads of his fingers against a particularly sensitive spot.

“Oh?” he commented, grin growing impossibly longer. “You like that?” he cooed, bending his head down to the side of your neck and inhaling loudly. He could smell how sweet your blood was, but more importantly, how sweet your soul was. With a purr of satisfaction, he let his tongue slip past his lips and he ran it along the muscle of your neck.

You squirmed at the feeling of Shigaraki’s freezing tongue on your neck, it almost seemed like he was tasting you. Another high whine escaped your lips when he suddenly slipped in another finger, scissoring you open for him. You wanted more of him and with a newfound sense of infatuation, you lifted your hands back to his chest and ran them along the planes of his muscles before letting them come to rest at the nape of his neck. You harshly wound your almost numb fingers into his hair and yanked his head up causing him to grunt in surprise. Not wasting any more time you practically smashed your lips into his nipping harshly at his bottom lip.

Shigaraki hissed into the kiss as he swiped his tongue into your mouth, and he slipped his free hand back around your neck, digging his nails into your neck. A deep grumble of satisfaction echoed from his chest and you pressed your chest against his in a futile attempt to get closer to him.

You whined needly into the kiss when he started to circle your clit roughly with his thumb. “Shit,” you whimpered as you tore your lips away from his to throw your head back against the rock, your breathing becoming more erratic.

“You’re a nasty one,” Shigaraki harshly whispered against your lips, grinning as he felt you clamp down on his fingers. “You like getting fingered by me? A killer, a monster?”

You nodded feverishly, chanting out a string of yeses as you felt the coil in your tummy start to tighten as he pressed his thumb down harder on your clit.

“Yeah you do,” Shigaraki praised as he kept his pace. He hummed, tilting his head down to look at his fingers and letting out a groan when he saw how wet they were with your slick. He could feel your hips starting to buck up against his hand and your hands tugging on his hair harder.

Sparks of pleasure were starting to tingle up your spine and your tummy was beginning to feel impossibly tight. You were nearly incoherent, your whines and whimpers growing louder and louder. “I think,” you hissed, taking a shuddering breath as your bleary eyes focused in on the monster above you, “m’ gonna,” you tried again, but let out a yelp when Shigaraki suddenly shoved a fourth finger in.

“Poor thing,” Shigaraki taunted, his breaths becoming heavy as he watched you start to shake beneath him, tears beginning to wet your eyelashes, “go on and be a good girl and cum for me, pet.”

That was all you needed to send you over and a sob of pleasure escaped you as you writhed against him, holding his ice-cold form close to yours. Tears streamed down your cheeks as he whispered snide comments in your ear, still harshly pumping his fingers out of your hole.

And then you heard a shout.

It was your name, someone was shouting your name.

Shigaraki froze, fingers still inside of you, slowing down as he lifted his head from the side of your neck, “someone is looking for you? Must have lost their pet huh?” he teased, watching your face contort in fear.

Your pounding heart sank in terror. Midoriya had wandered in here looking for you. Why would he do that? Your fingers dug into Shigaraki’s scalp more harshly, trying to anchor him to you.

“Nervous?” Shigaraki hummed, red eyes flicking to the wheat to your left. He knew whoever was in here was getting close.

“Please,” you whimpered, fresh tears starting to roll down your cheeks, “please don’t.” You flinched when Midoriya shouted for you again.

Shigaraki cackled, pulling his fingers out of your hole with a loud squelch. He remained silent watching you grow more scared, hearing your heart pounding wildly in your chest. It made him want to take you even more. A soft glare caught his eye and he glanced down to see your knife on the ground and he quickly bent down and picked it up, twirling the blade between his long fingers.

“Shigaraki, please,” you begged, “please just leave him alone.”

“Still gotta eat, baby,” he snarled, grinning at your conflict.

You shook your head, grabbing at the bottom of his shirt, “then have me, don’t eat him.” You shook, feeling dread weigh heavy on your chest at your words, but you had to. You couldn’t let him hurt Midoriya. Not since it was your fault Midoriya walked in here in the first place.

Shigaraki’s eyes widened with interest and he slinked back down on top of you, sharp teeth glinting in the moonlight, “well I suppose that could be arranged.”

You took a shuddering breath, as a quiet sob escaped you. “Okay,” you muttered, your heart was in your throat when you watched him lick his lips.

“One thing,” he murmured, bringing his lips down to yours again and darting his tongue out to wipe up your tears, “just gotta be quiet, yeah?”

You nodded and then completely froze when you felt the cold metal of your own blade press against your neck.

“That’s it, good girl,” Shigaraki cooed, pushing the blade harder against your neck, transfixed on the way your soft skin broke around the serrated edges, bright red blood pilling around the knife. With a hiss, he lifted the blade and ran it down your neck, your chest, and your stomach before coming to a stop by your femoral artery in your inner thigh. He seemed to slither down your body before kneeling in between your legs and hungrily staring at your weeping slit.

You didn’t dare move as he pressed the tip of the blade to your inner thigh, feeling a sharp sting when it broke your skin. Your ears perked at the sound of his low groan before he pressed his lips to your inner thigh and sharply sucked on your skin making you let out a hiss.

“Sweet,” Shigaraki moaned, licking his lips as he continued to lap at the cut on your thigh. With a satisfied sigh, he ran his hands on top of your thighs before harshly digging his fingers into your muscle and yanking your forward till you were right in front of his face.

Your breathing was starting to grow heavy again as you propped yourself up on your elbows watching him with lidded eyes as he laid a heavy arm across your tummy and pressed your blade to the side of your abdomen.

Midoriya shouted your name again and Shigaraki grinned, and suddenly licked a long stripe up the center of your slit making you gasp.

The knife at your side slid down your skin, splitting it open and letting blood trickle down your sides. “I said be quiet,” Shigaraki growled, tearing his gaze away from your center to stare you down.

You nodded, biting the inside of your cheek hard as he looked back down. He let out a soft breath before inhaling sharply, making your cheeks burn with embarrassment. Your nerves literally felt like they were sparking at the thought of Midoriya finding you here… like this. With him, with the monster with a split smile, sharp teeth, and red eyes face first in your pussy.

You bit back a loud whine when he licked up your center again, a low growl rumbling in his chest making you shake from the vibrations of his voice.

Shigaraki chuckled before continuing to lap at your slit. You were so sweet, the sweetest thing that could have ever fallen into his hands. He dug his fingers into the soft skin on your stomach as he started to grow more aggressive with his actions. His eyes flicked up to see that you were no longer watching him, but you were laying back down with your forearm over your eyes, and he grinned as he placed a chaste kiss to your clit before sucking on it harshly.

Your eyes shot open as you tried to conceal your moans with your palm, biting at your skin to keep quiet as he ate you out.

Shigaraki groaned quietly, swallowing down your slick greedily as your hips ground down against his face. “So fucking good,” he muttered between breaths.

You were starting to grow desperate as mewls slipped past your lips. Another shout of your name had you clenching around nothing which didn’t go unnoticed.

A deep chuckle slipped past Shigaraki’s lips, “slut,” he hissed. “You want him to find you?” He asked as he glanced down at your pussy, “so fucking wet you’re dripping everywhere,” he groaned palming himself through his jeans as he brought his lips back to your clit and sucked hard.

“Oh god,” you whined, your nails dug into the rock wincing when the knife at your side cut at your skin again. But you didn’t even seem to care about being quiet anymore, the pain and pleasure you were feeling was starting to become overwhelming. Your face was growing hot with shame at the sloppy sounds of Shigaraki’s tongue in your hole.

“Y/n!” Midoriya’s panicked voice echoed throughout the field, “where are you?”

“He’s getting close,” Shigaraki hummed and he brought his hand back up to your clit to start rubbing harsh circles, making you sob. He grinned, feeling your thighs starting to shake on his shoulders, “you gonna be quiet?”

You nodded, tears streaming down your cheeks as you tried to bite back your moans and cries. Everything was becoming too much for you as you started to reach your high. With your hand over your mouth you let out another high keen and then squirmed feeling the knife cut into you once more, this time he dragged the blade down the center of your abdomen.

“Are you crying?” Shigaraki chastised as he spit onto your slit before lapping up his spit and your slick. He wanted you to scream, come undone and have your friend come see you like, all spread out and fucked over by him.

Your toes curled inside your boots as you felt your stomach muscle tighten, you were sniffling and crying as he delivered a quick slap on your clit before placing his cold mouth over it again, sucking hard. Footsteps sounded behind you and you leaned your head back, hearing the sound of shoes crunching through the wheat.

He was close, too close. Guilt clawed at your insides as you listened to Midoriya’s footsteps. You were so sick for doing this. Your eyes widened in shock when Shigaraki slipped two fingers inside your hole and began pumping his fingers fast, instantly pushing you over the edge. “Oh fuck,” you cried out hoarsely as you were thrown over the edge, your whole body trembling as Shigaraki laughed from between your legs.

“Y/n?” Midoriya’s voice called out again, “was that you?”

You were practically sobbing from overstimulation as Shigaraki continued to roughly circle your clit with the pads of his thumb, “s’too much,” you whined quietly, barely able to watch him rise up from the ground.

“Oh we’re just getting started,” he cooed, red eyes focusing on the scarlet blood beading from your cuts. With an animalistic growl, he leaned down, licking a long stripe up your bare stomach, shivering at the taste of your blood, while he stepped out of his jeans.

Another whine hissed through your lips when looked at the large bulge in his boxers. “Take this off,” you muttered, bringing your hands down to the base of his shirt and running your hands underneath the stiff fabric.

Shigaraki hissed as your warm hands ran up his chest, and to his surprise you lightly rolled his nipples between two fingers, tearing a low whine from his lips.

A lazy smile stretched across your lips at the sound of his whine, it sent shockwaves straight to your core. “Sensitive?” you cooed, copying his words from earlier. With another quick movement of your hands, you were pulling his shirt up, and he quickly yanked the fabric over his head and threw it to the ground. Your eyes widened at the sight of his body. His pale skin was covered in thick scars, and when the moonlight hit him right you could see his form phase.

“Y/n! C’mon, this isn’t funny!” Midoriya shouted again, he sounded scared.

At this point, you now could really care less if Midoriya saw you or not, all of your rambling thoughts had been pushed aside as you stared down Shigaraki with lidded eyes. You quickly hooked a leg around his thin waist tugging him in closer to you as you pressed your bare chest to his, “c’mon,” you mewled into his ear.

Shigaraki shivered, pupils were blown at the feeling of your chest rubbing against his. He wasn’t a fan of the power shift between you two but the moment he felt your warm hand palm him through his boxers, all of his thoughts dissolved, “fuck,” he hissed hips bucking into your touch.

You grinned again, this time slipping your hand past the band of his boxers and wrapping your hand around his length. “Oh look at you,” you muttered against the shell of his ear as he shook above you while you ran your thumb over the head of his dick, smearing pre over the tip.

“Shit, shit,” Shigaraki hissed, hips stuttering as you continued to stroke him.

“You’re not so scary after all, huh?” you cooed, gently biting his earlobe, “maybe you just needed a good fuck?”

Shigaraki shuddered, nodding into your neck. Hissing as you squeezed him tightly in your hand before releasing him.

“Yeah, you poor thing” you hummed as you began grinding your slit against his dick, cooing into his ear when his breath stuttered.

“Oh fuck,” he whimpered against your neck, hands gripping your hips harshly as he rutted his clothed dick against your wet slit, “need you - shit - need you to fuck me,” Shigaraki practically begged, his voice high and whiney.

You let out a whimper, “you do?” you smirked. “Go ahead and lay down for me, I’ll take care of you,” you purred, completely unaware of the wheat by you starting to shake with movement. Your heart pounded in your chest as you watched Shigaraki move from you and lay down on the rock, allowing you to move and straddle his waist, letting your hands rest on his bare chest. He was breathing heavily as he kept his eyes trained on yours. “There ya go,” you muttered, reaching a hand down to grab his dick through the cloth of his boxers again.

Shigaraki let out a low groan, hips bucking again as you pulled him out and ran the head of his dick through your slit. You were so hot against him, it was driving him mad. “Fuck, please,” he croaked, eyebrows pinched as he dug his fingers into the meat of your thighs.

You grinned again, your breathing starting to quicken as you lined him up with your entrance, slick dripping down your inner thighs as you began to push down on his length. “Shit,” you whimpered, eyelids fluttering at the sting of him stretching out your hole.

Shigaraki hissed, pointed teeth dropping over his bottom lip as he felt you clamping down around him, “fuck,” he panted, “you’re so -hmph- tight,” he growled. He glanced up at your face, entranced by the way you looked as he bottomed out, and then he snapped his hips up, grinning as you cried out in surprise.

“I didn’t say,” you paused as another mewl escaped past your lips when he snapped his hips up again, “you could start.”

Shigaraki shook his head, “don’t fuckin’ care,” he hissed, taking back control as he started a menacing pace, grinning as he slammed you down on his dick, your slick starting to coat his thighs as you writhed and moaned above him.

Words failed you once more as you slumped forward, nuzzling your nose into his neck as he thrusted up into you. Your nails dug into his shoulders, pinching his skin while you whined again loudly.

Then in the haze of everything you lifted your gaze and locked your gaze with a pair of green ones. You froze, eyes wide as Midoriya stared you down through the wheat.

His lips were parted in shock as he watched your face contort as another whimper fell from your lips.

In that time, Shigaraki had quickly flipped you over, never once pulling out as he continued to slam into you. He grinned, red eyes glancing up at the wheat, “seems like he found you, pet.” He inhaled sharply when you clamped back down on him again, tearing a heavy groan from him.

“Midoriya,” you said hoarsely, barely able to push out the words as you tilted your head back against the rock to look at him. You probably could imagine how shocked he was seeing you like this, tears streaming down your face, blood streaking your skin, and an actual monster fucking you right there.

Shigaraki growled, running his tongue up the side of your neck, thrusts growing more aggressive as he started to hit your cervix making you cry out.

“Fuck,” you sobbed your gaze sliding back to Shigaraki who had grabbed the knife again and held it to your jugular. Your feelings of embarrassment started to creep back into your chest, making it feel tight at the sheer thought of Midoriya just standing there and watching.

“He’s scared,” Shigaraki said lowly into your ear, grunting as you ran your nails down his back, “I can smell it on him,” he drawled, saliva now trailing down the sides of his mouth.

You whimpered, tucking your forehead into Shigaraki’s shoulder as he hoisted one of your legs up higher, hitting you deeper.

“He can’t see me the way you can,” Shigaraki hissed, grinning maliciously at Midroiya who was still frozen. All Midoriya was able to see was a skeletal figure cloaked in black with two red eyes staring right at him.

“Please,” you hiccuped, grinding down against Shigaraki as he bottomed out, “leave him alone, we had a deal.”

“W-what are you talking about?” Midoriya stuttered out, eyes glued to your form as the creature above you slammed into you. The monster was grinning at him, sharp teeth glinting in the moonlight. He could see you in the monster's grasp, but just barely, most of its cloak and wispy form had you covered.

He could hear you, whining and whimpering and the wet slaps of skin against skin, it was loud enough to make heat rise to his face.

Shigaraki cackled softly as he gave you open mouthed kisses on your neck, now focusing in on the steady beat of your arteries. You were delicious, so sweet and innocent, just what he needed to get him through another year of purgatory.

You let out another loud cry, heat spreading across your face like fire as you felt your tummy start to coil with tension again. It was getting to be too much for you again, the pain from your cuts, the pleasure from Shigaraki, and the shame of having Midoriya watch. This night had been a whirlwind of events and you had even forgotten why you had come out here in the first place.

“You like him watching you?” Shigaraki growled into your ear, “I can tell you do, slut,” he hissed, red eyes glancing up at Midoriya who was still stuck in place. “Fuck, yeah you do, can feel you clamping down on me,” he hissed and then pressed the knife harder into your neck.

A heavy sob wracked through your form as you shook against Shigaraki’s form. You felt like you were hanging over the edge of a cliff, about to drop into a dark abyss as the tension in your body kept rising. Words weren’t even an option for you at this point anymore.

Shigaraki took a deep breath, scarlet eyes blazing briefly as he took in the scents around him. You were so sweet, like honey, but there was a new scent that was starting to overwhelm yours, a musky scent that made him frown. It was coming from the guy in front of him. He inhaled again, it was lust, and made him angry.

You grit your teeth as Shigaraki slammed his hips into yours hard, grinding down briefly before continuing at a brutal force. “I can’t,” you panted, trying to not cum yet. The instinctual part of you knew that once this was over you had no idea what was going to happen to you or Midoriya.

Shigaraki pressed his face back into your neck, “you can, just a little more,” he grunted, eyes nearly rolling back as you clamped down hard on his dick again. With a new sense of urgency fueled by his anger he stretched a hand back down towards your aching clit and began roughly circling it with two fingers, grinning at your whimpers.

“Y/n,” Midoriya choked out, the overwhelming feeling of dread anchoring him in place, “what’s happening?”

You shook your head, more tears streaming down your face as Shigaraki instantly pulled out and flipped you over, “Midoriya, just go!” you croaked. Cold hands grabbed your hips roughly and yanked you back on the rock, your knees scraping against the cool stone cutting into your skin. “Oh god,” you whined out as Shigaraki wrapped a thick forearm around your midsection and yanked you to his chest.

Shigaraki clenched his jaw as he spread your legs on top of his lap and slammed you back down on his dick with a loud squelch. He was pissed, it seemed all you really cared about was this green hair frat boy in front of you now.

Your cheeks burned with shame as you turned away from Midoriya’s gaze that was locked in on your chest. Another lewd whimper fell from your lips as Shigaraki slammed you down over and over on him at a grueling pace, snarling in your ear as you cried.

“Your little friends gonna just stay there and watch for a bit,” Shigaraki hissed, brows furrowing as you reached up behind him to yank on his hair. “Don’t fucking look at him,” he added harshly as he tore his gaze away from you and stared down Midoriya.

Your breathing became labored as Shigaraki pressed the pads of his fingers back on your clit again trying to get you to cum, but the fear inside of you had been growing steadily since Midoriya had actually shown up. Despite that you still felt yourself tensing up again and you rolled your hips back against Shigaraki’s dick involuntarily looking for your release.

Shigaraki grinned as he brought his free hand back to your throat, squeezing it tightly as your hips started to stutter against his and your legs began to shake. “Go ahead,” he snarled, raking his nails across your ribs, “go ahead and cum.”

Colors and black spots instantly swam into your field of vision as you started to convulse against him, spraying his dick with your release as you choked out a strangled sob. Your mind was completely blank as Shigaraki continued to fuck you through your orgasm, his hands tightening on your throat and chest.

Shigaraki grunted, letting his forehead fall against your shoulder as your pussy fluttered around him while you came. His thrusts were becoming sloppy before he let out a high whine before painting your walls white with his release.

You were shaking, tears running down your cheeks for what seemed like the hundredth time tonight as you felt Shigaraki’s cum drip back down out of your hole and onto his thighs. Black spots still swam in your vision as your body crumbled back against his, completely spent. You thought you heard Midoriya scream your name, but the ringing in your ears was too loud to even comprehend much anymore.

“Good girl,” Shigaraki whispered into your ear, as he looked towards Midoriya who had started to shake, “you did so good for me.”

You merely nodded against Shigaraki’s shoulder as you tried to control your erratic breathing. A wave of relief washed over you at his words. He was going to follow through with your deal then. A meek smile was all you could give Midoriya before letting your exhaustion pull you into it’s dark depths.

With you now limp in his arms, Shigaraki’s grin split back into his cheeks as he raked his predatory gaze over your body and then to Midoriya’s. He swiped his bottom lip with the flat of his tongue before setting you down on the rock, never letting the green haired frat boy out of his sight.

----

That night three people went missing.

Denki Kaminari, Y/n L/n, and Izuku Midoriya all went missing between one am and three am on the thirtieth of October.

Your faces were plastered over campus, covering the missing persons papers from years previous. Months went by and season changed and just like all the other before the three of you, you three were never found.

[yostresswritinggirl]

hi! ik sojourner's already ended but i have an(other?) idea in case u ever pick it up since i love ur albedo 😳😳 ok so

what abt a reader who is rlly excited abt alchemy, but they avoid talking abt it bc they start rambling and stuttering and stumbling over their words bc they're so excited? they get assigned/asked to go w/ albedo bc they're rlly good at alchemy too, but they end up fidgeting a lot, muttering and stopping just a few words in before their volume rises and giving short answers when w/ him bc they're afraid of rambling (since they do it to think better when alone, sometimes insulting and arguing w the objects when they don't get the expected result) & being seen as annoying or unprofessional?? i'd like to see how he reacts to these and what he'd think!! and how or when he discovers the reason reader is acting like that

it's kinda (a lot, rlly skowkskdk i always have ideas but never write them) specific, but i rlly like the idea!! i'd love to see what u do w/ it if u ever pick it up in the future :D hope you're staying hydrated and well🥺🥰 -🌌

What do you mean Sojourner's already ended, Sojourner is eternal, Sojourner is forever-

Kidding aside, this is too cute to pass up, even if it's quite a lot! Cute Albedo brainrot moments always please. It might be too much sometimes but I hope you enjoy my interpretation of it! Scenarios format! Starry night, oh I'm always hydrated, thank you and I hope you're well!

For the Record

Albedo working with a Reader that's highly enthusiastic about alchemy but insecure about rambling... (masterlist)

You dealt with Alchemy a year before the Kreideprinz entered Mondstadt, your attunement to the mystic arts baffling and intriguing you every time. During that period, you're not really sure of what art you're doing but in the end, you kept doing great that the people had acknowledged your talents.

Through your own effort and self-study even if unnamed, you managed to put your talent into this art of Alchemy and created discoveries regarding powders and mineral-focused ingredients. It was a shame there was no one to share it to, and when you talk to scholars/practitioners alike, you end up rambling so much to the point that on their end you barely make sense. Whether this was caused by your eaten words or lax and personalized vocabulary over the matter, you're not sure.

Their confused and judgmental stare haunts you, leaving you alone with your raging thoughts and overworking mind when you just want to learn and expand your discoveries to other people without driving them away. Your enthusiasm is great and all, but it's not enough to make others understand.

So when the Chalk Prince entered Mondstadt, blessing the city with his scholarly knowledge and boundless creations, he easily made a name for himself and in extension the city itself.

Before Sucrose and Timaeus, you were called upon by the Grand Master Varka to accompany Albedo and be his temporary assistant seeing as his field in the division is still quite new and you were the only other 'Alchemist' in town besides him. You're both giddy and nervous, like really, really nervous.

You've heard of Albedo and maybe a caught a glimpse or two, but you've never actually interacted enough to know exactly what he looks like or how he is as a person. All you know is that he's a very, very attractive person overall.

"Good-looking, carries this aura of wisdom around him, he's just really charming," were the words that rang through your mind as you pointedly watched your steps, following the carpets leading to Ordo Favonius' laboratory while Lisa's words rang through your head.

Is he really that kind of person? You've heard that he's quite stoic too, but if he's really that distracting, you're scared that it would be harder for you to focus and help out. Honestly how would you even deal with him when your fields of Alchemy are so different from each other?

You have no idea how long you've been thinking, standing in contemplation in front of the set of double doors that leads to the workshop with nothing but doubt in your mind. But upon realizing the teal gaze of another person silently waiting instead of wooden doors, you figured it was far too long.

"Ah, I'm sorry! I was in my head, I wasn't expecting you to-!" You flailed your hands around comically before abruptly stopping, noticing the now confused stare of Albedo of which are distracted by your hands. Clearing your throat, you extended a hand towards him to shake, trying to stare anywhere but his face. "I'm (Y/N), I'll be your assistant until you're well settled in the city. It's nice to meet you, Ma-"

His hand finds yours in a firm grip, a firm shake so sudden you bit your tongue back, "Albedo, Kreideprinz of the Art of Kemia, but just Albedo is fine, I'll be under your care."

Albedo finds it intriguing and surprisingly not that distracting whenever you talk to yourself or to the ingredients whenever you so much as feel the slightest frustration. "Ugh, this Zinc powder is so stubborn, clingy," you angrily mumbled under your breath as you washed off the blue powder that spilled at your hand, "So, so clingy." Since you're facing the sink, you couldn't see the way he was holding himself from laughing audibly at your amusing antics.

You seemed lively and open, is what Albedo thought when he first met you. But this observation soon shattered when he kept getting hanged upon your abrupt stops when delving into your field, something he was really irked about the first few times. Your art of Alchemy is much different from his and he's wishing that you'd clarify and expound all your learnings to him, but in the end, you somehow step back everytime your words became lengthy.

Are you hiding something? Did you not want him to learn the same arts as yours? If those were the case, he couldn't bring himself to ask a simple question such ad why. Every time it crosses his mind, it brings a purse of a pout to his lips and furrowed eyebrows.

Every response you gave always hints even tiny bits of trivias and tips he's never heard, Albedo always takes note of your spills that always cuts before reaching its climax. "-sorry, yes, this is activated charcoal Geo and Pyro slimes reaction." He lets out an audible sigh upon your retreat, your frustrated mind too occupied to notice.

"Please," his desperation drips in his word when he looks at you with eyes filled with raw emotion you'd never know he'd be able to pull off. Your tightly locked lips only pressed on further at his puppy eyes, "Please continue, I wish to know more about your Alchemy, if you would be so kind."

"It's not really- I'm not really the best at explaining it..." You're almost fidgeting, cheeks aching from tensing and warmth. But he regarded you with a blank stare, forcing you to fill the silence, "If I- If I start, my ramblings may not uhm they're not easy to comprehend... or something."

Albedo had been watching more than he'd like to admit, and he's come to relieved (yet still confused) realization that your treatment with him wasn't his alone. You always step back before things get lengthy, words then cutting short and concise with a steeled expression. Lips caught between teeth.

"I digress," his hand motions to yourself to emphasize his next clause. "As your field and sole practitioner of this art, like my own condition, your word of mouth is the best ground of knowledge."

If he was irritated, he's doing a very good job in hiding it. And even with the respectable yet close distance in between you still felt cornered. This is still your master and it's not professional to refuse a scholarly talk, "The electro crystals when charged... ionized? create sparks, while also producing the same result when smacking- mining!"

The scribbles of his pen against his clipboard as he nods in attention urges you on, realizing his focus and sincere interest on the topic, "So when you put the little tidbits or even powdered version in a beaker thingy, depending on the material, they interact with the spark. Honestly, I'm unsure yet how lethal it is but if you put the sparks under fire too, they make like those makeshift gunpowder as well as additional reactions such as-!"

The lilt and proceeding high pitch in your voice usually signifies the approach of your insecurity as well as the climax of your enthusiasm. At this point, you pull your hand up to shut your mouth forcefully, and when Albedo really detests the abrupt end of the conversation his hand would shoot forward to grasp your own.

He'd intertwine your fingers to distract, before urging you to continue with a challenging stare, as if daring you to use your other hand to pull that off again. This whole scene felt oddly scandalous, but oh boy does it send your mind into a bambling, overloaded mess. A heated head forces your lips open even if they sometimes come out in a jumbled string, he learns to decipher them.

The more you get used to or feel more comfortable, Albedo uses that fondness skillfully whenever he wants. "Can you tell me more about the scarlet chunks from Dragonspine?" He throws it so casually in the silence as you two work back to back in your stations, without a beat as your mind is partially preoccupied, you answered into a narrative of trivia. It almost feels like you're talking to the flames of the bunsen while you wait, but Albedo smiles at the now filled silence as he listens with divided attention.

He really likes your voice, and the word of wonders you bring along with you.

"For the record, I don't mind it at all," his breath hovers on your lips, cold and prickly, "Whatever comes out of these lips, I want to hear it all."

That last part eheh

Woah, this went long. Like reader babbling hahaha. I said I'm gonna speedrun, not freaking write this long smh

@zelos-simp @legionqueensav @snackgod @rxsalinee @cala-ran @wind-wheel @lilydewi22 @yellowflowre @traveler-lumine @nonniechan @creation-magician @hanniejji @gojos-baby @just-some-stars @volleybloop @tartuu @moaa @dandelion-dreams @witchsungie @lehra @albaedhoe @xiaophilia @heisenwurst @childe-simp-exe

[rizahawkais]

Hi Nia! You're gifs are so pretty! Is it possible for you to show how you get your WandaVision gifs too look so clear and hd? And how do you do your colorings too? (specifically the wanda maximoff in episode 3 gifset ITS GORGEOUS) I'm new to giffing and all the tutorials are kind of old. It's okay if you don't want to though! I understand it may be time consuming.

omg no! never feel intimidated to ask!! i don’t mind at all!

so, i’m going to show you how i made and coloured this gif

mostly bc it’s the only gif in that set w text and i’m going to share my text settings too!

tutorial is below :)

WHAT KIND OF VIDEOS ARE BEST?

.mkv files (the bigger the better BUT i usually think anything above 5 gb is excessive and unnecessary for an episode of television BUT for a movie worth it) itunes downloads (logolesspro on twitter, hd-source on tumblr, live-action-raws on tumblr have some DEPENDING on what you’re looking for) (also, there’s a chance that if you search "show/movie hd download tumblr” you’ll find a tumblr with its itunes download available)

THAT IS IT NO OTHER TYPE OF FILES MAKE YOUR GIFS LOOK GOOD

- my suggestion is always if its new (like just came out the past month) t*rrent it! it’ll be downloaded quickly and .mkv files look the best! BUT if not check the sources above see who has the BIGGEST file if they even have what you’re looking for and then if not then you look to t*rrenting!!

here are the wandavision files i use so you can see!!

SCREENCAPPING

-if you have windows use potplayer! i have a mac so i can’t show you how to use it and it’s not available for me :( HOWEVER back when i had a windows potplayer was the best method in screencapping!!

-I HAVE A MAC! so i use mpv!! (go to mpv.io and follow the directions) BUT DON’T DOWNLOAD THE LATEST ONE (it has a bug that skips frames) try each before the latest one bc from what i heard different ones work differently for everyone!! and i don’t know which one i use (yikes!) THERE ISN’T THAT MANY I PROMISE AND IT’S WORTH IT BC MPV IS THE BEST (i used to use adapter but they didn’t take impressive screencaps in my opinion and it was evident in my gifs you can see it too! )

create a folder for your screencaps! and make sure to rmb the directory order! now we want to create a text file on our built in textedit app on mac! type up all this down below (i like jpg but you can replace jpg w png if you want) AND SAVE THE FILE AS mpv.conf THIS IS IMPORTANT SO DON’T FORGET IT! save it somewhere you’ll find easily and NEVER delete it until you don’t use mpv anymore

just in case you don’t know what to insert after, go to your screencaps folder

now you want to open mpv and go to the corner towards mpv -> preferences and they’ll tell you that there is no .conf file SO GO LOOK FOR THE TEXT FILE WE JUST MADE AND DRAG IT TO THE FOLDER THEY OPENED FOR US AFTER SAYING THERE IS NO .CONF FILE

(i learned all this from @kylos tutorial!! so if any of what i just said about setting up mpv makes NO SENSE to you check out their tutorial at kylos(.)tumblr(.)com/post/178497909311)

now we can screencap!

so let’s find the scene we want RIGHT BEFORE and MAKE SURE SUBTITLES ARE OFF

i pause and then press (option/alt + s) and then SCREENCAPS ARE BEING TAKEN!! and to end the screencaps being taken you once again press (option/alt + s)!!

now we want to delete the excess frames! and put it all into one folder!! DO NOT DELETE FRAMES IN THE MIDDLE OF WHAT YOU WANT TO GIF!! WHEN YOU SKIP FRAMES IT WILL BE NOTICEABLE!!

MAKING THE GIF

this method isn’t used that much BUT I LOVE IT so this is how i put my frames in! first i check to see the size of my frames: 1920 x 1080

so i create a NEW file on photoshop with those dimensions w these settings

now i set my tool on photoshop to path selection tool bc if you have it set on smth like move tool or crop tool at the end you might end up moving or cropping frames you don’t want to!

ok so now we select ALL our frames and drag it on top of our new file on photoshop and the MOMENT we see our first frame in photoshop JUST KEEP CLICKING ENTER until all the frames are loaded!!

you can do file -> scripts -> load files into stack but it is WAYYY slower in my opinion!

now i crop out the excess BUT i don’t resize the gif yet! the dimensions wandavision is filmed in is 4:3 so i go to crop and set the settings to this:

MAKE SURE IT’S ON RATIO SO WE’RE PRESERVING THE ORIGINAL SIZE JUST CUTTING OFF THE BLACK EDGES!! We are going from 1920 x 1080 to 1440 x 1080 this is the dimensions after i cropped

WE ARE KEEPING THE QUALITY BY NOT CHANGING THE DIMENSIONS OF ANYTHING INSIDE !!

now we want to go to actions and create an action!! open up actions w one of these two depending on what your dash looks like!!

so we create an action with this button on the bottom of actions and we’re gonna title it making a gif and hit record!!

NOW LET’S GOOOOO!!

1. make sure you have timeline on your dash!

2. create frame animation (if you see create video timeline just click the arrow next to the button to see your other option which is frame animation!!)

3. now let’s meet our best friend!! the little bar in the top right corner that has all the commands for making our gifs and MAKE FRAMES FROM LAYERS

4. WE HAVE TO SHARPEN OUR GIFS NOW BUT TO DO THAT WE NEED TO CONVERT TO A SMART OBJECT SO NOW WE ARE GOING TO CONVERT TO VIDEO TIMELINE there are two ways: the button in the bottom left corner or the button in the top right corner w all the other commands!

5. select -> all layers DON’T MANUALLY SELECT THEM ALL BC THE ACTION WILL ONLY SELECT THAT SAME NUMBER OF FRAMES SO IF THERE ARE MORE FRAMES YOU WON’T GET THEM IN THE SMART OBJECT!!

6. filter -> convert for smart filters

7. NOW WE SHARPEN!! (filter -> sharpen -> smart sharpen) i sharpen twice!! first, make sure we are on legacy w more accurate and remove gaussian blue! the first sharpening will be 500% with 0.4 px radius. NOW SHARPEN AGAIN (filter -> sharpen -> smart sharpen) also w legacy, more accurate and remove gaussian blur BUT this time 10% with a 10.0 px radius!

8. it’s hd now!! so let’s flatten frames into clips!! go to the top right magic button again!! and you should see a pop up saying layers are being made

9. now we convert back to frame animation w either the bottom left button or our magic top right command center!

10. make frames from layers

11. select all frames w our magic command button

12. set the animation delay to 0.05 THAT IS THE BEST ONE ALWAYS ALWAYS ALWAYS only use 0.06 when the character is moving really fast in the video itself and it makes the gif itself look awkward BUT NEVER GO ABOVE 0.06 it’ll look slow and laggy and we don’t want that and don’t go below 0.05 bc then it’ll be tooo fast and we don’t want that either!

13. now delete the very first frame on the timeline bc it is an oversharpened duplicate of the second frame! end the recording w this button!

this is what your action should look like expanded! if you made mistakes on the way and it shows up you can just click the specific step and press the trash can on the action tab to delete in from the order!!

NOW AFTER LOADING YOUR FRAMES AND CROPPING THE EDGES OF YOUR FRAMES IF YOU NEED TO JUST PLAY THE ACTION AND THEN YOUR GIF WILL BE MADE FOR YOU!!!!

now i delete some unnecessary frames in the beginning and end and this is what my gif looks like (the size was 46 mb and the limit is 10 mb so the dimensions of the gif are 540 x 405 to get it to 5 mb BUT I HAVEN’T CROPPED IT YET SO THIS IS ME CROPPING JUST TO SHOW YOU WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE)

CROPPING THE GIF

in my opinion if you want your gif to look hd you shouldn’t crop before you sharpen!! i believe that if you crop before you sharpen you don’t allow photoshop to sharpen all the pixels whereas if you crop beforehand there is less to work with!!

dimensions is all up to you!! just make sure to go by tumblr rules!! 540 is the max width and if you want to make two gifs per row then my suggested width is 268 and for three gifs per row my suggested is 177 px! Just have the right width and the length can be whatever you want!!

now i’m going to crop my gif to 540 by 590!!

NOW THIS IS WHAT MY GIF LOOKS LIKE!

COLOURING BASICS

let me show you the best adjustment tools in my opinion and a brief explanation for what they do!!

brightness/contrast: pretty simple increase/decrease the brightness/contrast BUT one of my techniques for when i first start colouring a gif is i select all my frames and do nothing to the settings of the adjustment but i set the layer to screen LIKE THIS

curves: ik others use curves to change brightness/contrast w the squiggly thing BUT i like it to set a white point and black point, this is also a technique i use when i first start colouring a gif when screen doesn’t look good for me SO you use white point to select a pixel on the gif to set as the lightest color on the gif (setting the white point) and you use black point to select a pixel on the gif to set as the darkest colour on the gif (setting the black point) usually the white point makes it TOO bright and that’s why we use the black point to counter it and same goes for when i use screen with brightness/contrast, it gets too bright so i use black point to counter it below is the button for white point and the button for black point, respectively they are shaped as color picker tools

vibrance: generally, i never use this except for color p*rn sets but they work really well in making colors seem more strong

hue/saturation: like vibrance, i never use this except for color p*rn sets but this adjustment is to help change the colors or hue of a color for example: turn blue into purple or turn a blue into a little lighter shade of blue

color balance: I ALWAYS USE THIS!! except for in black and white gifs BUT THIS IS MY GO TO AND IF I DON’T USE IT MY GIFS ARE JUST BLAND i feel like color balance is what essentially balances the colors on your gif and adds dimension to it, it makes your gif go from looking way too yellow to a more golden neutral look and it is an essential adjustment in my opinion

channel mixer: i rarely use channel mixer BUT it is so so useful when you are working w a dark scene just play w the settings and all of a sudden all the blue in a dark scene will be a little more yellow and red and your scene will kind of just look brighter and more visible

selective color: THIS IS ALSO AN ESSENTIAL this helps SPECIFIC colors pop you’re working on a scene where there is too much red on someones face you use this tool to remove the magentaness from the yellow section OR when you feel someones face is TOO yellow and needs more blush you add more magenta in the yellow section of selective color

gradiant map: gradiant map is perfect when you’re lazy if you feel like your gif looks more neutral and you want some red in it but you don’t want to mess with any other adjustments just set a red to black gradiant on soft overlay with a very low opacity and BOOM slightly red but not too much red added!

NOW TO COLOR THE GIF!

today i have decided to start with a brightness layer set on screen

and this is what we got!

now that’s a little to bright and washed out in my opinion SOOOO to counteract it, i’m going to use my black point tool in curves and i’m going to select this point on the gif (it’s better to choose smth in the background and not smth that’s paid attention to such as monica’s hair or either of their eyelashes)

now my gif looks like this! the base color is complete!

now i think i need to balance all this yellow and red! SOOOO WE GONNA USE COLOR BALANCE!!

i think the best way to use color balance is to keep swinging the balancer until you see what you like and then keep going midtones i think i want more red and i don’t want a cyan midtone and then for shadows i think i want more cyan to counter the redness of the gif but highlights i don’t touch that much NOW HERE ARE MY SETTINGS SO YOU CAN SEE

and this is what my gif looks like

now you can stop here if you want but in my opinion i think the gif looks a lil too dead still SO IMMA USE SELECTIVE COLOR

i think there needs to be a lot lot more RED so i amp up the yellow magenta and black in the red! but i also think the yellows need to be LESS RED so i remove magenta from the yellow! and bc there’s some cyan and blue bc of monica and the flowers in the background im going to make the cyans more cyan and the blues a lil more black! i’m going to remove some yellows from the magenta!! and i add more black to the neutrals and black!! i think it’s always important to add more black to neutral and black bc it adds more depth to the gif by not just making it a bunch of bright colors and having dark colors to contrast to!! my settings are below!

and the result!

now let’s see everything together!

and the before and after!

I HOPE MY COLOURING EXPLANATION MADE SENSE!! if not you can always ask me more questions i don’t mind!!

ADDING SUBTITLES

we want to grab the text tool!

make a text box from anywhere in the middle from the left to right edge. this is so we can make sure our text is centered and will be in the same place for when we have sets w more than one gif w text!

type your text out and make sure you highlight the whole text so that all the settings apply to EACH character! you can find the alignments (for center) in the paragraph tab!

now lets right click on the text layer and go to blending options! add stroke and drop shadow!

now drag it to the desired height you would like and make sure to keep it in mind for when you have more than one subtitled gif in a set!

NOW TO MAKE SURE THE TEXT STAYS IN PLACE AND THE BLENDING STAYS YOU HAVE TO CONVERT TO SMART OBJECT!!

if you want to only have the text applied to certain frames instead of all frames, select the frames you don’t want by clicking the first frame in ur don’t want section ON THE TIMELINE and WHILST HOLDING SHIFT click the last frame of ur don’t want section and then toggle the eye switch next to the text layer

now you see the text

now you don’t

tip: use opacity to fade the text in and out!

the text is going to be on all my frames so i don’t need to toggle the eye but i just wanted to show you just in case!!

now here’s my FINAL RESULT

save for web (file -> export -> save for web) 

your gifs have to always be under 10 mb! so, if your WAYYY overboard YOU HAVE TO DELETE FRAMES! or you can divide the gif in two and have two gifs instead of one! however, if you plan on going the deleting frames route MAKE SURE YOU DELETE FROM THE BEGINNING OR END OF YOUR SELECTION i promise you that most of us won’t notice that your characters dialogue is being cut off BUT WE WILL NOTICE IF FRAMES ARE BEING SKIPPED so, don’t delete frames in the middle of ur gif!! idc how little you do it IT WILL RUIN YOUR GIF AND I SAY THIS FROM EXPERIENCE i would delete every fifth frame to cut down my gifs and that may seem like not that big of a deal BUT IT IS my gif looked choppy and poor so it is way better to cut from the end/beginning of the gif

ANOTHER LAST PIECE OF ADVICE in the bottom left of when the save for web menu shows up THERE’S A PREVIEW BUTTON click on it! it’ll show you your gif on your default browser and show you what it’ll look like once uploaded! this is perfect to check the speed of ur gif and the colouring and to notice if there’s a problem with your subtitles or maybe there’s an obvious jump in frames you never noticed before!! i always use preview bc the built-in photoshop viewer of ur gif shows the colors differently and the speed is NEVER ACURRATE!

I USED THESE SAVE SETTINGS!! many say to use selective pattern but i DISAGREE and i think these save settings are the ✨ best ✨

OK NOW THAT IS THE END OF THIS VERY LONG GIF TUTORIAL!! I HOPE THIS IS WHAT YOU WANTED!! IF YOU HAVE ANY QUESTIONS DON’T BE AFRAID TO ASK I SINCERELY DON’T MIND!! JUST DON’T BE RUDE OR ANYTHING BC PPL HAVE BEEN RECENTLY :(

I WISH YOU ALL THE LUCK AND FUN IN YOUR GIFFING ADVENTURES !!

[reidandweep]

Dinosaurs and Sharks

Spencer Reid x Reader (female)

A/N- Im going to be doing a couple of imagines on some subjects that I relate to specifically. This is the first one, so I hope you enjoy. Also I made up a lot of the American stuff. So sorry if it isn’t accurate as I am from Britain.

Word Count- 4567 words

Warning- Fluff, Angst, mentions of anxiety and panic attacks.

‘Anxiety is a thin stream of fear trickling through the mind. If encouraged, it cuts a channel into which all other thoughts are drained.’ - Arthur Somers Roche.

Everyone remembers their first. First kiss. First love. First heartbreak. First time they watched their favourite film or read their favourite book. One first is always clearer than the rest. Every detail so vivid in a person’s mind. For Y/N, it was her first panic attack.

She remembered the feeling of not being able to breath as her lungs constricted around nothing. The gasping for air as her hands began to shake. She was alone and did not know what was happening. Y/N thought she was dying. That this is what death felt like. It took her approximately 38 minutes to calm down her breathing; her face a canvas of dried tears and her hands aching from their clenched position.

As life continued, Y/N found that these moments would happen often. Anything could trigger a panic attack. She had them over miniscule things like using the wrong coloured pen for her notes. But also, over dramatic events in her life, like being employed at the BAU.

It had always been her aspiration to work for the FBI. Y/N would not let anything get in her way of achieving what she had worked so hard for. Choosing not to disclose information about her anxiety to the team, Y/N had successfully kept her anxiety under control at work. Stepping out when she felt overwhelmed, doing her set routine to help slow down her breathing and her heart rate. No anxiety or panic attacks had occurred at work. Until one late Thursday evening, whilst trying to solve a case, it seemed like there was no way out of the oncoming wave that was about to crash over her.

YN sat at her desk, re-reading over the case for what felt like the hundredth time. They had been in Atlanta, Georgia for three days with no luck. Two more lives had been lost, and if they didn’t work fast enough, another would soon be too.

Y/N was alone in the office in which the team had been situated into for the time being. She had volunteered to look over the victimology once more as Rossi and JJ spoke to the families of the two newest victims, and Emily and Morgan went to the second crime scene as Hotch and Spencer surveyed the third.

Cracking her back as she stretched from her crouched position, Y/N looked at the clock on the wall. The team would be back soon, and she could not see anything new. She had to keep looking. As she delved deeper and deeper into the words before her, her eyes glanced between the pages of the file and the clock, Y/N felt the creeping tension in her chest.

“I haven’t got the time for this.”

Y/N banged her fist on the desk as her chest got increasingly tighter. Looking down at her fist, she saw that it was shaking.

As her other hand moved to her chest, Y/N stood up from her chair and paced across the room.

“Not now. Anytime but now!”

Y/N tried to take deep breathes to ease the panic that she felt. She couldn’t help but to glance at the clock. She couldn’t risk the team seeing her like this. Grabbing the file, Y/N dashed out of the room, looking for somewhere where she could calm herself down.

Seeing an open door ahead, Y/N looked inside the room to survey its contents. Noticing no one inside, she quickly shut the door behind her, dropping the file on the table as she continued to pace the room.

“Breathe, Y/N. Breathe.”

She tried. Y/N tried so hard to regulate her breathes but her chest continued to rise and fall at an increasing rate.

The feeling was overwhelming. She hated that she could never control it. No matter how much she tried. The exercises never worked. Her therapist’s advice was useless. She would have to stay in the room until she calmed down; however long it took.

Sliding down against the wall, Y/N threaded her shaking hands through her hair, pulling on the strands as tears flooded from her eyes. Her cries were quiet, but to her they sounded so loud that they echoed in her mind.

As the team walked back into the precinct, they discussed the evidence in which they found from each scene and interview conducted.

“Both parents of the most recent victims state that their daughters did not know each other. They were all from different areas and attended separate universities.”

Emily nodded at Rossi as they continued to walk towards their allocated room.

“The crime scenes both showed signs of a struggle and personal items were missing from both the bedrooms. This time it was a pompom and a baton.”

The team took in Hotch’s words. Emily walked to the door; hand situated over the door handle.

“Were the girls on any cheerleading teams?”

JJ shook her head at Morgan’s question.

“Well let’s just hope that Y/N’s found something that we’ve missed.”

As the door opened, the team looked in confusion to see Y/N nowhere in sight.

“Maybe she went to get a drink. We were gone for a while.”

The team headed into the room, situating themselves across the threshold as they continued to discuss the new evidence. Spencer lingered at the door.

Something felt off. Spencer noticed that Y/N file was nowhere in sight and that her phone was left on the table. She was never without her phone.

“Guys, I’ll be back in a second. I’m just going to go to the bathroom.”

The team all acknowledged Spencer’s words in their own way; too engrossed in the case to notice Spencer’s perplexed look.

Spencer walked down the hall as he thought of where Y/N could be.  As he turned the corner, Spencer immediately noticed the picture on the floor; in the middle of the empty hallway. Walking towards the picture, Spencer crouched down to survey its contents. He recognised it as a piece from the victimology report.

Looking down the corridor, he saw multiple more pictures on the ground. Spencer continued to follow their path, picking them up as he passed each one. He soon came to an end when no more pictures were strewn on the carpet.

Beginning to worry, Spencer wondered where Y/N could be. Just as he was about to head back to tell the team, a muffled sound could be heard.

Spencer stared at the door in front of him. It was labelled ‘Interrogation Room 4’. Spencer knew that no one had been brought in for interrogation so far, therefore, the room should be vacant.

Carefully, Spencer moved his hand to grasp the door handle. Opening the door, Spencer quietly walked inside. As he shut the door behind him, Spencer instantly recognised Y/N on the other side of the glass.

His heart broke at the sight of her. Unable to stand by for even a second, Spencer opened the door adjoining the hidden area to the interrogation room.

Y/N jumped from the sound of the opening door. Looking in the direction of the noise, her breathing elevated as she saw who had opened it.

She could not bear for anyone to see her in this way. The team had seen her as anything but strong. She had never cried on a case. Or thrown up or fainted at the sights they had seen. She was able to control the overwhelming feeling that enveloped her until she was alone.

“Y/N…”

“S-Spen-ce, ple-a-ase le-le-leave.”

Y/N struggled to speak as she gasped for air. Her throat dried from her cries and her face wet from the constant tears.

For a miniscule of a second, Spencer contemplates doing as she asked; until he truly looks at her. He had noticed signs of Y/N being anxious in the past, but he had written it down as nerves from being new to the team. He would have never guessed anxiety disorder or panic attacks due to her confidence and lack of breakdowns on the field. They had all cried or walked away from bodies during their first few months; even Hotch had. All except Y/N. Spencer moved to stand in front of Y/N. Crouching down, he reached for her hands in her hair.

Y/N couldn’t help the confusion that showed on her face as she allowed Spencer to grab her hands from her hair and hold them in his own grasp. Spencer hated touching hands. He hated germs. In her short time at the BAU, her hands had never touched his once.

Spencer locked his gaze with Y/N as he began to speak.

“Y/N, is It okay if I help?”

Y/N slowly nodded her head at his question. He had already seen her hyperventilating. She may as well take his help.

Spencer stroked the back of her hands with his thumbs.

“First, can you look at five things in the room and describe them for me?”

Y/N’s hand shook in Spencer’s as her eyes darted around the room as she tried to focus on five objects. There weren’t enough things in the room. Spencer noticed her increasing distress.

Squeezing her hands, Spencer pulled her focus back to him.

“it’s alright. Let’s try this instead. Describe five things about me. Anything you want.”

Y/N’s eyes travelled across Spencer. First, she locked onto his hair.

“Your hair is short-er-er than it was la-las-st week. You’ve had it cut. I Li-ik-ike it.”

Spencer blushed at her compliment; nodding his head at her to continue.

Y/N could already feel her breathing relax. Her hands still shaking as the sweat on her brow and neck continued to cool her burning skin.

“You’re wearing your favour-our-rite tie. You always wear it on days th-th-at you want to be better. You’ve worn it twice since we’ve be-ee-en here.”

Spencer was shocked at how observant she was with him. Of course, she was observant, she was a profiler, but he never thought it would be in his direction.

“You have one purple sock with dinosaurs on and one blue sock with sharks on. Purples my favourite colour and sharks are my favourite animal too, how weird.”

Spencer noticed that Y/N know longer stumbled over her words, her breathing was evening out and she even smiled when she looked at his socks.

“My favourite colour is purple too. I prefer Saurapods specifically in reference to dinosaurs. Sauropods evolved to walk on four legs and typically grew to enormous sizes. They were herbivores and consisted of dinosaurs such as…”

“Brontosaurus, Brachiosaurus, and Diplodocus.”

Spencer was finding out more and more about Y/N in this single moment than he had in her whole time with the team so far. He determined it down to her walls being lowered due to her panic attack.

“Yeah. That’s exactly what I was going to say.”

Y/N couldn’t help a smile grow on her face from the look that Spencer was giving her. Her hands began to shake less as she held his gaze. Unconsciously, matching her breathes to his deeper ones. She was calming down without even realising.

“Two more things.”

Y/N licked her lips; ridding the dryness as she scanned Spencer to describe another detail.

Spencer tried to ignore the gesture, but he could now feel his own hands begin to sweat in her grasp. He shook his head. He was helping her. He had to focus.

“You look like you can play piano. You have the hands for it. They’re large and smooth. A lot bigger than my little hands.”

Spencer chuckled at her words.

“I actually don’t play piano. I wanted to join the band in high school, but I was already picked on for being so young, I didn’t want them to have something else to use against me.”

Y/N squeezed Spencer’s hand.

“I wasn’t in band, but I was the school mascot throughout high school. I got teased relentlessly for it because of what our mascot was.”

“What was it?”

“A pig.”

Spencer looked at Y/N perplexed. Y/N rolled her eyes at his obliviousness. “The boys on the football team would often make fun of my weight. It crippled me for some years, especially because I had to travel with the cheerleaders, who were a lot skinnier than me. I had to be there at all their competitions to show school spirit. Our school would even give me things to help amp up the crowd.”

Spencer grasped Y/N’s hands tighter.

“Like pomspoms?

“Yeah, and megaphones. When the band played, they gave me a baton to twirl and throw in the air.”

Y/N saw the look on Spencer’s face. She knew instantly why he looked so shocked.

“We found items missing from the two newest victims’ rooms. One was a pompom and the other a baton?”

“Did the baton have a specific symbol on the stick?”

Spencer nodded his head.

“The parent’s said it was blue and white with a manatee on the bottom.”

Y/N rushed to her feet pulling Spencer up with her. Dragging him out the door, Spencer ran to keep in toe with Y/N as she explained to him her thoughts.

The team looked on stunned as Y/N and Spencer came bursting through the door; their hands interlocked, and Y/N’s face adorned with tracks of dried tears.

Before they could question what was going on, Y/N began to talk.

“All three of the victims were mascots for their university teams.”

Morgan shook his head.

“The parent’s said that none of their children were part of the cheer team.”

Y/N began to wave her arms as she spoke, unaware of her hand still grasped in Spencer’s as it moved alongside her own as she spoke.

“Being a mascot does not connect you solely to the cheerleading squad. You represent all teams at the school; basketball, baseball, soccer, football etc. Every year, the mascots go with the teams to their state events. It’s like a sports decathlon kind of event where each universities sports team face other universities. Even the mascots compete against one another’s.”

Hotch looked at Y/N inquisitively.

“And how do we know our victims attended this event?”

Y/N looked towards Spencer to answer.

Spencer cleared his throat as he was aware of the flickering gazes between Y/N and Spencer’s interlocked hands and Y/N tear stained face.

“The items taken from the girls’ bedrooms are all ritual items for the Spirit Games. It’s a superstition that if these items are not in the holder’s possession during the games, that they cannot win. Y/N recognised the logo on the baton. The manatee belongs to the State College of Florida. They have been an exception into the games, even though they didn’t qualify the past few years. That was the stick taken out of Alison Cable’s room. Alison attended University of Colorado; whose mascot is Milo the Lynx. Alison would only have the baton with her team mascot on; unless she took another teams.”

Rossi faced Y/N.

“What are the other items that are need for the ritual?”

“So, there’s the baton for band, pompom for cheer, captains arm band for soccer, mouthguard from the quarterback for football, and sweatband from point guard for basketball. If one is taken, then it’s considered bad luck for all the teams of that university.”

JJ turned towards Hotch.

“The pompom that Melissa Druid’s mother described was dark blue. Melissa attended the University of Georgia. Their colour is red.”

Prentiss agreed.

Hotch looked at Y/N.

“Are you positive about this?”

Y/N began to doubt herself. Worrying that she might have overthought it all. Her breathing picked up once again until Spencer squeezed her hand. With his empty hand, he pointed at his hair, then fiddled with his tie, then pulled up his trouser leg to show his unmatched socks. He was helping Y/N stay grounded.

Y/N looked at Spencer in wonder; all she could think at that moment was how special Spencer Reid truly was. Closing her eyes, she took a deep breath in and out, calming herself down.

As she opened her eyes, she locked them onto Hotch’s.

“Without a shadow of a doubt.”

Hotch nodded his head in approval.

“Morgan and Prentiss, I need you to go back to the first victims’ home. Re-assess the room and ask if either a mouth guard, sweatband, or arm band has gone missing. Question the parents about the Spirit Games. Rossi and JJ, I need you to look into the alumni on the board of the Spirit Games. Get Garcia to do checks on all potential members who had gone to the State College of Florida; correlate it to our profile. Reid, you’re coming with me. We’re going to the State College of Florida. Y/N may I have a brief word?”

Y/N looked towards Spencer. She knew that Hotch would want to speak to her. There was no way he would ignore her bursting into the room, not only holding onto Spencer for dear life, but also looking as dishevelled as she did.

Letting go of Spencer’s hand, she turned to follow Hotch out of the door. As they stood in the hallway, Y/N couldn’t stay quiet with the anxiety pushing her thoughts out of her mouth.

“Hotch, I know it doesn’t look the best, but I promise that Spencer and I were not fraternising.”

She couldn’t handle the blank stare that Hotch aimed towards her, so she continued to talk.

“When I got the position on the team, I made sure my anxiety was under control. I went to therapy. I learnt techniques and I took steps away when I felt overwhelmed. I made sure not to overwork myself. It was going fine. But this case made it feel like we were getting nowhere. I didn’t want you all coming back to find out I had found nothing new. I began to get anxious and I fled the room before you came in. Spencer found me in one of the interrogation rooms. He helped calm me down from my panic attack. I promise you, that’s all that happened. I will keep it under control.”

Hotch waited for Y/N to finish talking, allowing her to take some breathes.

“We all have things we want to keep to ourselves from the team. Privacy is hard to have in this line of work. I didn’t tell anyone about Hailey and I separating until months after. But something like anxiety needs to be told. We can help you Y/N, you’ve seen that yourself today.”

Y/N nodded her head.

“Coping with anxiety and panic attacks do not make you inept to be a part of this team. Each one of us deal with something that make us believe that were a hinderance. But it’s not and it will never be. So, I know it’s hard, but stop worrying about how the team view you. Your part of the family now and if that means having to take a step away or flagging someone over to help calm a panic attack then by all means do it. But I can say that it seems like the best person helped you today.”

Y/N blushed at Hotch’s words, noticing the ghost of a smile on the man’s face.

“Now go to the room and take a rest. When you feel up to it, join Rossi and JJ with contacting Penelope when looking into the alumni and Spirit Games board. You’ve been a massive help so far, don’t think otherwise.”

Hotch squeezed Y/N’s shoulder as he walked past her to re-enter the room.

She watched as each member filed out to go to their assigned task. Her eyes caught Spencer’s as he left the room. Just as he began to walk towards her, Hotch called Spencer over; insisting that they left straight away.

Y/N mouthed bye to Spencer as he waved back. Their gaze not breaking until he walked out of the precinct.

Heading back into the room, Y/N notice Rossi and JJ in discussion.

“Hey guys, is it alright if I take a quick nap? It’ll only be 10 minutes at most.”

Rossi and JJ smiled towards Y/N. The team having been debriefed slightly by Hotch about what had occurred. She didn’t mind. Like Hotch said, they were family and they were there to help.

Rossi opened his arms as he beckoned Y/N into his embrace. She followed his orders and wrapped her arms around her superior. She smiled as JJ rubbed her arms and leaned her head on hers in comfort.

“Take all the time you need Sleeping Beauty; we will be right here.”

Y/N chuckled at Rossi’s nickname for her.

Releasing herself from the hold, she thanked her two friends as she laid down on the sofa. Shifting to become comfortable, her eyes instantly rolled shut from the fatigue of the emotions that had flooded from her body in the past 45 minutes. It didn’t take long until she was deep in the world of sleep.

Rustling and conversation could be heard as Y/N slipped back into conscious. Her eyes still heavy as she refused to open them for a little longer. She could hear the voices of the team around her.

“Is everything packed and ready to go?”

“Looks like it, just got to wake Sleeping Beauty up and we can head to the jet. What don’t you give her true loves kiss, Prince Charming?”

“Actually, Prince Charming is in affiliation to the story of Cinderella. You mean to refer to Prince Philip from the Disney production. In Sleeping Beauty’s original story, the “hero” is a king who meets a beautiful sleeping princess and decides to rape and impregnate her while she’s sleeping. So, I think I will just awaken her as one usually would.”

Y/N couldn’t help but giggle at Spencer’s rebuttal to Morgan.

“Well, it doesn’t seem like you need to Pretty Boy, because Sleeping Beauty is awake.”

Y/N opened her eyes as she rubbed them excessively to clear her vision. She saw Spencer sat on the edge of the couch, his satchel at his feet. Looking around the room, she noticed all the team’s stuff packed; her bag and coat neatly laid on the table. The only people in the room was her, Spencer and Morgan.

“How long was I asleep for?”

“4 hours, 2 minutes, and 36 seconds from when JJ text us that you had fallen asleep.”

Y/N groaned at the clarification that she had slept so long. By the lucks of the packed-up items, the team had found the unsub.

“I can’t believe I slept through everything. Someone should have awoken me.”

Derek chuckled as he threw his back over his shoulder, grabbing the last two boxes in the room.

“We were going to but Prince Phillip over here went into a ramble about the importance of sleep in relation to dealing with anxiety and stress. Just following the doctor’s orders. Even Hotch was afraid to go against his wishes. We’re leaving in five, so I’ll meet you both downstairs.”

Derek left the room, leaving Y/N and Spencer sitting in baited silence.

Neither knew what to say. They had crossed over into a territory of friendship that neither were expecting. Feelings that weren’t apparent before was now clear to themselves. Y/N had always found Spencer fascinating. Spencer was usually weary of new team members, but he had warmed to Y/N very quickly. He wouldn’t have touched her hands if he hadn’t.

“We better not leave them waiting any longer, or else they’ll think I’ve fallen to sleep again.”

Spencer chuckled at Y/N, following her actions as she grabbed her bag. He walked to the door, waiting for her as she put on her coat. Holding the door open, Spencer gestured for Y/N to leave first, the woman thanking him as he turned off the light behind her.

Luckily, the police station was close to the hanger. As Y/N and Spencer joined the team outside, it took them not even 10 minutes to arrive by car.

As the team boarded the jet, idle conversation flowed between the group. Talks of weekend plans and food that would be ordered when people arrived home.

Y/N stood from her seat by Emily and across from Spencer and Morgan.

“No one look at my cards. I’m going to make a coffee, does anyone want one?”

There was a chorus of no from the group as she walked to make her drink.

Pouring the liquid into her cup, Y/N’s chest suddenly felt tight. Her hands beginning to shake; spilling the hot liquid on her hand. Hissing at the pain, she went into the bathroom to put her hand under cold water. As the pain. In her hand subsided, the one in her chest rose again. She could feel another panic attack happening. The only thought she had was to get to Spencer.

Opening the bathroom door, she felt relief as she noticed that Spencer now sat alone on the sofa, flickering through some paperwork that they would more than likely complete once they got back to Quantico.

Not even thinking, Y/N headed straight for Spencer, startling him as she plopped down beside him.

Y/N took deep breathes, once again matching them with Spencer’s.

Spencer glanced at Y/N as he recognised what she was doing. Not wanting to cause a scene with the team which could elevate Y/N’s anxiety Spencer nonchalantly linked his left hand with Y/N’s right one. Repeating the actions, he had done so in the interrogation room.

“What’s your favourite dinosaur?”

Y/N looked over at Spencer as he asked the question. She watched as he put down the file; giving her his undivided attention. Her eye’s flashed down to his socks as she relayed his question in her head.

“My favourite dinosaur is the Apatosaurus. But my favourite prehistoric creature is the Carcharocles Megalodon.”

Spencer couldn’t help but beam at Y/N’s answer.

“Did you know that even though megalodons and dinosaurs are both extinct, they never coexisted. The dinosaurs died out about 66 million years ago. Megalodons came later. The oldest megalodon fossils are from the Miocene Epoch, which began 23 million years ago.”

Y/N felt the pain in her chest ease as she turned to face Spencer, her hands unconsciously moving to fiddle with the one in his grasp. Spencer tried to keep the colour of his cheeks down as he felt her play with his fingers.

“It makes sense.”

Spencer looked at her in confusion.

“Why?”

Y/N couldn’t help but laugh as she answered.

“Because Megalodons would have ruled during the dinosaur’s existence. The minute they go near the water, bam, Megalodon has its dinner.”

Falling deeper into their conversation, Y/N and Spencer were blissfully unaware of the attention from the team they were receiving.

“They seem to be enjoying each other’s company.”

The team chuckled at JJ’s remark.

“Look closely folks because we’re going to be telling this story at their wedding one day.”

The team looked on, watching as the two profilers interacted.

They may not have known Y/N long, but they had all known Spencer long enough to know that what they were seeing was the beginning of something incredibly special.

‘There is never a time or place for true love. It happens accidentally, in a heartbeat, in a single flashing, throbbing moment.’- Sarah Dessen.

A/N- I will be looking into other subjects in my next imagines so I hope you enjoy. The way I’ve portrayed anxiety and panic attacks is how I have experienced them in ways. I haven’t gone into depths how truly bad I have dealt with them because I’m writing it for the character. So I understand please understand if it doesn’t reflect how you may deal or know someone who deals with anxiety and panic attacks experience it. X

Tagged list- @danielleslegacy​

[heartachebf]

16, 17 (Tweek), and 25 -Batz 🖤💜

fandom asks

16. favorite behind-the-scenes insight ive actually got 2 answers for this !! first off, i love the fact that kenny is based off a Real Life kid trey knew growing up, who was Also named kenny n wore an orange coat that nobody could hear him over And was the poorest kid in town. and i rly love that kyle is blatantly based off matt stone ^_^ i have a big gay crush on matt so obvi that makes kyle one of my favs

17. 3 things you love about [insert character]

1. the fact that he can play piano And sing And act ^_^ i love that artsy little dweeb so much 2. the fact that his tics slowly got better over the years... sobbing n wailing.... AND the fact that he barely tics when hes around craig.... love wins 3. i love that he can kick ass should he choose to ^_^ he could maim someone so easily and i think he deserves to bonus number 4 bc i love him so much. i love that he can bake ^_^ i like to think that he stress bakes and will try out new recipes n then he'll take what he baked to school to let his friends try ^_^ hes god tier actually

25. favorite episode of [insert season] u didnt specify which season, so ill give my favs of each season (below the cut bc this post is getting long) (id also probs do this even if u Did specify which season bc. peace and love)

s1: i cant pick between episode 7, black friday (bc i Love the feel of all the early halloween episodes) or episode 10, damien (bc damien supremacy ^_^ im forever obsessed w the fact that he, the son of satan, has a super high pitched voice)

s2: EPISODE 17, GNOMES !!!!! i think that was tweeks first introduction and as such, its my fav ^_^ i rly love his voice in that ep <3

s3: episode 5, tweek vs craig, bc duh ^_^ the beginning of an era <3 plus its proof that tweek is tough n doesnt need protecting

s4: either episode 6, cherokee hair tampons (bc i love how fiercely stan tries to help kyle + its revealed that kyle has diabetes ^_^ i will forever cry over the fact that stan didnt hesitate to offer his kidney to save kyles life) or episode 8, something you can do with your finger (bc i love their silly little boy band + i love wendy joining their boy band + kyle wanting to be the tough one of the band + randy backstory/him being a lil insane but in a funny way)

s5: episode 3, super best friends ^_^ the origin of stan n kyle being super best friends ^_^ i also kinda love episode 10, how to eat with your butt, bc kenny is very endearing in it And we finally get to see what kyles hair looks like <3

s6: either episode 9, free hat, or episode 11, child abduction is not funny bc theres so much excellent tweek content ^_^ i also like ep11 bc of how dumb the parents are in that one, thats always amusing

s7: either episode 8, south park is gay (the fact that everyone was acting a lil fruity ^_^ gay rights ^_^ and also kyle rejecting dressing fruity and getting made fun of for that. so funny considering the fact that he Is gay, i prommy, kyle told me himself) or episode 14, raisins (bc butters was very sweet that episode + goth stan was introduced ^_^)

s8: omg this ones so hard to pick. i love episode 4, you got f'd in the a, bc stan having to get in a dance battle??? comedy gold. i love episode 6, the jeffersons, bc we stan n kyle being dads to blanket, gay ptide. and then i also love episode 11, quest for ratings, bc i love the guys having their own news team And i love that craig had a show dedicated to just showing cute animals. dork craig rights

s9: episode 10, follow that egg ... more silly little stan n kyle content ... stan gets rly fruity here and im obsessed w it. that whole episode gives me silly little au ideas ^_^

s10: episode 14, stanleys cup. froths at the mouth. that one anon of mine, hockey fic anon? theyre writing a silly little fic based off an au of That episode ^_^ that ep is so quality

s11: goes insane. episode 8, le petit tourette bc i loved seeing cartman in anguish + dork craig content. episodes 10, 11, and 12 aka the imaginationland trilogy bc. god. just so good. i cant even explain it. episode 13, guitar queer-o bc it gives me Another great au idea + stan n kyle are fruity in it. and finally, episode 14, the list, bc there was lots of good wendy content And kyle got a little unhinged ^_^ as he deserves <3

s12: this is another one where its so hard to pick... episode 1, tonsil trouble, bc kyle got to go in attack mode again. episode 3, major boobage, bc we got silly little kenny content ^_^ episode 9, breast cancer show ever, bc thats when wendy beat the shit out of cartman <3 episodes 10 and 11, pandemic and pandemic 2, bc. craig content ^_^ and also ive already talked on my blog abt how its the best 2 parter ever. and episode 13, elementary school musical, bc stans gang was particularly goofy n their musical number was so fun ^_^

s13: episode 8, dead celebrities, bc kyle and ike content!!! i love them so much!!! and also episode 11, whale whores, bc stan Attacked And Killed all for the love of animals, n i love him for it

s14: episodes 11, 12, and 13, tha superhero episodes ^_^ i loved getting to see everyones superhero costumes in action And we got to learn more abt kennys immortality, which was so exciting !!

s15: episodes 7 and 8, youre getting old and ass burgers. starts sniffling and crying and collapses on the floor while sobbing. thats all i have to say about that, peace and love

s16: episode 5, butterballs (bc stan is so! hes just so !!! yknow. the anti bullying song in it is So good, And i live for butters standing up for himself ^_^ also the song at the end is god tier), episode 6, i never shouldve gone ziplining (its so fuckn funny, and i live for the live action bit at the end), and episode 11, going native (bc of that sweet, sweet butters n kenny content ^_^ i also live for butters Attacking in it)

s17: episode 4, goth kids 3: dawn of the posers. probably my fav goth kids centric episode ^_^ its so good n funny

s18: episode 3, the cissy. starts sniffling and crying again, but this time in transgender mode. i also love episode 6, freemium isnt free bc we get another Glimpse into stans issues w addiction ^_^ peace and love on planet earth

s19: episode 6, tweek x craig. love wins, gay ptide, etc etc

s20: um. i actually kinda hated this season. but ig if i Had to choose one, itd be episode 10, the end of serialization as we know it, bc it finally ended that season ^_^ no offense to any s20 stans out there, i just thought it was so boring

s21: episode 2, put it down. tweek n craig content, gay ptide ^_^ this is also the one where we learned that tweek can sing, play piano, And bake, and we also got to see craig learn how to support tweek better, which was very sweet ^_^

s22: episode 10, bike parade. i didnt super love this season either, so its kinda a case of picking the one i wasnt bored with. plus in a way it kinda felt like one of the original episodes, it was like a lil blast from the past !

s23: episode 2, band in china ^_^ we got stans band, crimson dawn !! it was great learning more abt how stan felt abt having to move to a farm, plus butters ripping it on a guitar was so funny. and then randy did stuff too idk

s24: this season has just been the 2 specials so far, but i liked the vaccination special, episode 2 the best ^_^ bc 1, the brovorce arc started, n im rly excited to see what happens with that. and also the way it ended left me hopeful that maybe the shows gonna go back to the way it used to be a little bit <3 i also liked how we saw stan gettin really mentally ill with freaking out over the pandemic, but that mightve been in the first episode instead...

[stray-tori]

TPN S02E09 - Initial Thoughts (anime-only)

[ Reaction video w/ captions/subs ] we collectively have a breakdown about the pen, please enjoy it pff-

.

... hmmm... yeah I... ain’t feeling it. I think my tpn feelings overall are carrying this more than anything pff. I didn’t hate it, it was just...... mediocre... like if this wasn’t tpn, I probably would have dropped it at this point.

BUT IT IS TPN SO LET’S GIVE SOME THOUGHTS.

.

. Random thoughts I don’t want to re-arrange

when Emma was like “share your pain with us!!”, I liked how Norman turned to Ray like “Ray. help. tell her I’m right” kind of like Ray did in s1 pfff-

Norman cried the words he didn’t allow himself to say in s1 :( I’M EMOTIONAL. it might not be the icing on the cake execution wise but GOD MY HEART. And knowing he’s going to die to it’s just- (well not if the pen has something to say about it but more about that later)

where- wheres my trio hug :((( RAY HUG THE CHILD NOW

it’s interesting that while Emma got the entire emotional speech spotlight, only Ray got a reaction shot to “I won’t live long”?? equivalent.... exchange...?

I thought Norman had a seizure when he broke down in front of Emma and Ray and I kinda wish he had because while it’s good to have him say it outright (a win for communicationnn), imagine THE ANGST. “I want to live with yo- *coughs up fountains of blood*”.

So. yknow that hideout Cislo or Vincent referenced when talking to Emma and Ray. Yknow where Norman hid the children they stole from farms, making it look like demons did it? ... w-what about them? will we see them? Are they getting left behind? it would have worked for Norman’s plan, since all they had to do was stay put and wait for demons to be yeeted. But now... he’d have to take them all too. But... I doubt we’re gonna introduce a bunch of new designs and characters? Or are we? Who knows. I don’t. I have unreasonably amount of protecc feelings for those children I’ve never even seen haha- WHERE ARE THEY. I mean... the plan rn is to immediately use the gate right? or is the plan to eradicte the GF farm staff and higher ups? I guess if thats the plan it might work. Or I guess the plan is to save Phil for now???

the idea of Sonju just... slicing his arm and throwing it at demons in a loop sounds so funny to me please someone make that.

I liked that Mujika turned to the lambda kids after giving a cup to the demon children but then we didn’t see their reaction or anything and then it cuts to the temple??? that was weird. was there sth missing there? confusion.

I also like Isabella remarking "[a radio] was supposed to be there" regarding the shelter, because it further heavily implies they know of the shelters and just let them be. Which further confirms that they should have just reframed the shelter and had the kids escape from it quickly but oH WELL.

I really liked demon Emma apologizing and Norman's reaction to that. it was a sweet little moment and like, the realization of apologizing for something that she didn't do but is aware of and all that. Cycle of hatred and all that shiz hell ye. Ik the anime won't rly delve into that but I kind of relish in the angst potential of the village - sure it was undone but some were still eaten and died and transforming people back won't bring those back. So, that’s some hella terrifying implications for families; and I'm assuming Norman is aware of those so. guilt time! not that he wasn't aware it was bad but yeah- I teared up at that moment :<<

I feel like this season really does its best when it’s doing the whole two worlds/species angle. Mujika and Sonju, the village, demon and human Emma... all that stuff.

I wish we had gotten more time (god this is really the season’s downfall) thought to see Vylk talk to the GF kids more often. it’s implied he told them not to hang out there before but I would have liked to have him show up a few more times before that but yeah. Runtime very RIP.

I also feel like CW is bending over backwards to put cliffhangers at the end of episodes. that was already a problem in s1 when they had Phil come in when Don and Gilda were in Isabella's room. it was obvious it'd be a copout but they still did it. I'm just wondering why we had to have Vincent disagree with the group to this extend (and if the shock value might play a part in that). we have 2 more episodes, why are they introducing more plot threads? Just streamline it you dofuses. I just don't know what good can come of it unless it's like an ultra big brain move to help them?? (and then we're back with the forcing cliffhangers thing) - if it's actual conflict, this'll just make things more confusing and clustered, and we don't have time for that right now imo. But who knows maybe it plays into something I just don't understand yet and it'll work out somehow

.

. Animation flow kinda dead.

I felt like this episode was kind of... awkwardly executed whenever something that was a slightly dynamic movement happened?

The whole bit while Emma is walking up to Norman could have been better, but it’s passable, except that a lot is spelled out for us.

But then she takes his hand really weirdly in a far away shot with bad inbetween timing?? what is that haha-

Or him collapsing is cut really weirdly. you barely really see it, you just kinda piece it together from Emma’s reaction and her catching him.

Most facial expressions are good though, which is arguably the more important part in this scene. I feel like a better execution just would have elevated it even more.

The only one I felt was really awkward in its entirety is Barbara’s scene with the children demons. I felt like that was in particular kind of stiff and the cut between the child and her was too sudden and felt jarring. TPN anime doesn’t really do that sort of stuff a lot, so imo it’s kind of “??” when they do it. With Norman it was too, but that at least had a good transition over to it (with bg and fg panning) and nice animation. Barbara’s just kind of switched. Tbh don’t switch it out, and as the child screams, switch over to her facial expression as her own voice fades into the scream? I think that would have done it too and also be low effort.

I think it’s moreso the flow of the shots than the actual shots though? it’s a bit too fast paced and sometimes missing inbetweens (like the wild demon eating sonju’s hand is literally just 2 frames) - it’s very weird. It’s jarring, but I can’t really explain why.

I’m sorry for the staff, I’m sure the production hasn’t been easy. maybe with the bluray release we’ll get some updated animations/inbetweens.

Some appreciation though:

as mentioned, most of the facial expressions, even if the body language was a bit stiff.

the cut from the trio talking to the eye-transition of the demon and the following breath animation looked nice. Also his arm regenerating!

Sonju smirking as he cuts his arm off, what a bastard

they didn’t have to show Vylk’s arm regenerating casually while they’re talking but they did.

.

. the lambda crew

If only I cared about you guys. Hahhh it’s just... introducing characters so close to the end is just. A mess. A recipe for disaster.

Where has the anime’s “show off the younger kids” angle gone? I thought they were always pretty good at that. but they haven’t really contributed anything since the whole tidbit about the older children always eating less for them. And even then it was just Lani and Thoma.

Potentially, what segments we saw in the shelter will come back for the GF raid thematically but I’m just... EH?

.

. the cure pen

at this point, just stick a syringe part at the end of the stick and just inject it and it’s gonna solve everything probably.

I just don’t understand why that needed to happen. Assuming they go to the human world, it’d be perfectly acceptable for me for medicine to be so advanced that it’d be able to like, lessen their symptoms and significantly improve their lifespan.

Don’t just... REMOVE their struggles. It’s okay to not be normal and cured. it’s okay for their lives to be impacted by it going forward. In fact, I’d much prefer that.

(added in later) OH wait they literally spell out why the cure being in the pen is meaningful - because it opens up a path where they can live through not having annihilated all the demons - it's essentially the moral "reward" for not killing them. Since they probably wouldn't have gotten it if they did that. I still think it wasn't needed and the blueprint on its own would suffice for another pen-convinience moment but I kind of get what they're going for, I just don't think it's worth it . In their case, going to the human world (while they don't know it) means having more medical expertise at their disposal which they can then use to survive. UNLESS they're actually not welcome over there and have to hide or something, in that case... that might be hard, true. I guess I'll come back to think about this once it's over. For now, it feels kind of unearned and it wouldn’t even have to be this way in my eyes which makes it somewhat worse.

But good, let’s say in-universe you need it NOW, then at least don’t put??? the medicine??? recipe??? INTO the hologram.

What if they just checked the GF blueprint and Norman goes “hey, Vincent... do you think this [database/archive room] could have some data on our experiments?” - Norman said he tried to develop a drug to help them but the supporters who had that data were purged. but... they had Smee to help them too. But SOMEHOW, a dude from 15 years ago just HAS the cure??? (at least let Norman develop it himself and have the data be just THE DATA and not the recipe).

It might still check out somewhat??

15+ years ago, James Ratri was assumingly still the gatekeeper since the switch to Peter seems somewhat recent considering his big "era of James has ended" speech.

I guess the implication is that just like Smee => Krone => Norman, a supporter all that time ago gave random person the pen when they escaped.

When Vylk found him, he also had just the data medium of the pen (not the entire pen), so maybe the farm thought they eliminated it and that’s why they didn’t change their methods to not work with those drugs anymore? It's still a bit curious that their experimentation hasn't changed at all in 15 years but maybe that's because they keep killing the smart people instead of making them scientists to research for them :D

Somewhere since those 15 years, Smee gave Krone the pen (probably a few years before she got to GF?), which means that at that point the gate the keyword "future" sent them to, was still in tact when Smee gave Krone the pen. Maybe WM wasn't discovered yet at that point?

then WM got discovered, James was chased. He made that phonecall update and was probably eventually killed, along with the human location (and likely bunkers since they knew a radio was supposed to be there, begs the question why they didn't remove it) being discovered (the one with the future keyword) and the gate there being destroyed.

The problem is just that it can make sense when you think about it for way too long and assume things in good-faith, but it still feels unearned.

Maybe I would care more or this would feel a little more earned if we knew ANYTHING about that person? They seemed fairly young, so it’s probably not Minerva/James Ratri. The “hope” talk reminded me of the book in the shelter, but I’m not sure if that checks out either? The cookies were rotten but not completely. I know cookies hold out relatively long, but would they rly not be completely rotten after 15 years? I MEAN. Maybe not. Who knows. I tried to google it but didn’t find anything. 

But anyway. That tidbit is going into my “shelter kids OC project” I guess.

But even if the worldbuilding makes sense, I think the data set in itself makes little sense?? How did they find that pen part? Did a supporter give it to them? Why do they have the cure? Clearly their group of escapees wasn’t doing too hot (#help) and they seemed relatively young too so they probably couldn’t have worked in the farm.

Were the shelter escapees lambda escapees? but if that was the case, wouldn’t the WM group have secured the cure information more properly than in just one pen (maybe it was and those were just destroyed, to be fair) - it’s just WEIRD to put the cure for Lambda experiments on the same blueprint as the GF layout??? that makes so little sense.

Plus, why would you send them to GF, when it’s so secured and all that, and not just send them to the human support place our GF kids were sent with the “future” keyword, which had a gate. Maybe it didn’t exist 15 years ago (that the humans had control over it, that is), but even then it seems weird to me to imply to send them to GF instead of one of the other gates that existed. I mean. The “future” location’s gate wasn’t destroyed when Krone got the pen right?

I’m guessing maybe it was meant as help for escaping? But then again, why the cure? I guess if they met lambda experiments? I’m just confused.

Also: do we just accept that the layout of GUARDS and SECURITY MEASURES has not changed in 15 years???

.

*sigh* welp. Still looking forward to seeing some stuff with Isabella hopefully. Time... is not on their side and it shows. Neither run-time wise nor production wise.